Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 152 Reputation?

“Haven’t asked yet. Mr. Harris, what brings you here so early?”

“I brought you some hangover soup and breakfast.”

Dylan set down the soup and breakfast he was carrying on the table. Two insulated containers.

Hangover soup?

Isabelle turned to Jim and asked, “Was the commotion last night really that big? Even George knows about it. Did it end up on the Taragon University Forum again?”

Jim said, “I didn’t think so. Seemed fine to me.” He lowered his voice and whispered to Isabelle, “When the three of us are together, if we don’t stir up the whole base, it doesn’t count as causing trouble.”

George opened the insulated container, staring intently at the two whispering to each other.

Dylan thought, Uh–oh!

Isabelle said, “Thanks, but I’m not hungover. She turned to Jim and said, “You drink, don’t let it go to

waste.

“My head is pounding, so I’ll take it.” Jim put his legs down and leaned over to grab it.

George had just poured the hangover soup into a bowl when Jim’s hand reached over, grabbing the rim of the bowl directly.

George’s hand almost automatically pressed down on Jim’s, stopping him.

Dylan thought. This is a disaster!

Jim raised an eyebrow. “Not willing to share, Mr. George?” Then he grinned. “My bad didn’t realize this was for…

He still wasn’t used to saying that name.

he changed his tone. “But she and I share everything. and it’s just a bowl of hangover soup. My bad,

to pull his hand back.

hangover soup. No need to be so formal. If you’re Miss Jenkins’s friend, you’re a friend

didn’t say anything. Then he gulped the hangover soup

are you regretting for not adding a bit of arsenic or rat poison to the

to Isabelle and suggested, “Ler’s

porridge in the morning to calm the stomach. He popped open another thermos, filled with lean

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

She recalled seeing Jim’s fight at the bar last night, and

now, there he was, right in front of her, sporting the suit, pants, and leather

him absentmindedly as she entertained her thoughts, a grin spreading across her

face.

unintentionally letting out a laugh,

at her puzzledly, “What’s

George and

was she up

“It’s nothing.

smile, returning to her usual detached self, and reached out

While he was sipping the soup, he noticed George across the table looking straight at

he replied, “Just curious,

asked, “Any issues with that?”

wasn’t too friendly.

known for his gentleness, but he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly. and

he was serious when it was time to be serious, and flexible when it was

young master wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament, especially around Isabelle and Yves,

and with Blood Shadow sitting beside him at the moment, it was hard

be trying to play a big shot and stirring up more trouble.

headache, so naturally, he wasn’t