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.

not right for me to drink it.” Then he changed his tone. “But she and

was about to pull

smiling warmly. “It’s just a bowl of hangover soup. No need

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

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

Isabelle and suggested, “Ler’s grab

it’s good to have some porridge in the morning to calm the stomach. He popped open another thermos, filled with lean meat and

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

of her, sporting the suit, pants, and leather shoes she

entertained

face.

letting out a

her puzzledly, “What’s

at George and

was she

“It’s nothing.

returning to her usual detached self, and reached out to

soup, he noticed George across the table

“Just curious, did you spend the night

issues with that?”

wasn’t too

Carter wasn’t exactly known for his gentleness, but he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly. and had a good sense

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

good temperament,

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

and seemed to be

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