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.

right for me to drink it.” Then he changed his tone. “But she and I share everything. and it’s just a bowl of hangover soup.

was about to pull his hand back.

beat him to it, smiling warmly. “It’s just a bowl of hangover soup. No need to be so

and didn’t say anything. Then

are you regretting for not adding a bit of arsenic

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

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

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

was, right in front of her, sporting

him absentmindedly as she entertained her thoughts, a grin spreading

face.

chuckled, unintentionally letting

looked at her

glanced at George and the slightly odd

was she up to?

“It’s nothing.

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

stomach grumbling, 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 on your

replied, “Just curious, did you spend the night here last night?”

“Any issues with

wasn’t too friendly.

he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly. and had a good

was time to be serious, and flexible when it

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

last night and with Blood Shadow sitting beside him at the

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

a headache, so naturally,