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.

“But she and I

was about to pull

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

it interesting, he chuckled and didn’t say

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

to Isabelle and suggested,

so much alcohol, it’s good to have some porridge in the morning to calm the

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a smart suit, served her porridge. She recalled seeing Jim’s fight at the bar last night, and unconsciously imagined herself

there he was, right in front of her, sporting the suit,

she entertained her thoughts, a

face.

chuckled, unintentionally letting out a laugh,

at her puzzledly, “What’s

and

was she up to?

“It’s nothing.

returning to her usual detached self, and reached out to grab the porridge from George’s hand.

also got a bowl. While he was sipping the soup, he noticed George across the table looking straight at him, which made him ask, “Got something

a subtle smile as he replied, “Just

“Any issues with

tone wasn’t

he

when it was time to be serious, and

that the mob young master wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament, especially around Isabelle and Yves, where his true nature was most

beside him at the moment, it

moments ago and seemed to be trying to play a big shot and stirring up

had a headache, so naturally, he wasn’t in a good