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 bowl of hangover soup. My

to pull his hand back.

need to be so formal. If

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

not adding a bit

turned to Isabelle and suggested, “Ler’s grab some breakfast.”

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

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

Jim’s fight at the bar last night, and unconsciously imagined herself in

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

him absentmindedly as she entertained her thoughts, a grin

face.

she chuckled, unintentionally letting out

at her puzzledly,

at George and the slightly

she up to?

“It’s nothing.

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

he noticed George across the table looking straight at him, which made him ask, “Got something on your mind,

replied, “Just curious, did you spend the

“Any issues with

tone wasn’t too friendly.

but he was

was time to

the reality was that the mob young master wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament, especially

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

and seemed to be trying to play a big shot and

a headache, so naturally,