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.

it.” Then he changed his tone. “But she and I share everything. and it’s just a bowl of hangover soup. My bad, I didn’t

to pull his hand

just a bowl of hangover soup. No need to be so formal. If you’re Miss Jenkins’s friend, you’re a

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

are you regretting for not adding a bit of arsenic or rat poison to the hangover soup for Seasoning?

Isabelle and suggested, “Ler’s grab

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

sporting the suit, pants, and leather

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

face.

chuckled, unintentionally letting

her puzzledly, “What’s

at George and the

was she up

“It’s nothing.

and reached out to

got a bowl. While he was sipping the soup, he noticed George across

carried a subtle smile as he replied, “Just curious,

issues

tone wasn’t too friendly.

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

court, he was serious when it was time to be serious, and

for his good temperament, especially

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

challenged him moments ago and seemed to be trying to play a big shot and

a headache, so naturally, he