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.

Then he changed his tone. “But she and I share everything. and it’s just a

about to pull

beat him to it, smiling warmly. “It’s just a bowl of hangover soup. No need to be so formal. If you’re Miss Jenkins’s friend,

it interesting, he chuckled and didn’t say anything. Then he

regretting for not adding a bit

to Isabelle and suggested,

so much alcohol, it’s good to have some porridge in the morning to calm the stomach. He popped open another

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

fight at the

he was, right in front of her, sporting the suit, pants, and leather shoes she

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

face.

unintentionally letting

her puzzledly, “What’s

and the slightly odd Isabelle.

she

“It’s nothing.

usual detached self, and reached out to grab the

sipping the soup, he noticed George

he replied, “Just curious, did you spend the night here

issues

wasn’t too friendly.

exactly known for his gentleness, but he was mild–mannered,

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

temperament, especially around Isabelle and Yves, where his true nature was most likely to

involved in a brawl last night and with Blood Shadow sitting beside him at the moment, it was hard for him to maintain

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

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