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 I share everything.

pull his hand back.

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

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

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

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

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

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

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

front of her, sporting

she entertained

face.

unintentionally letting

at her

George and

she up to?

“It’s nothing.

her usual detached self, and reached out to grab

While he was sipping the soup, he noticed George across the table looking

a subtle smile as he replied, “Just curious,

“Any issues

tone wasn’t too

he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly.

was time to be serious, and flexible

wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament,

having been involved in a brawl last night and with Blood Shadow sitting beside him at

mention, George just challenged him moments ago and seemed to be

had a headache, so naturally, he