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.

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

about to pull his hand back.

him to it, smiling warmly. “It’s just a bowl of hangover soup. No need to be so formal. If you’re Miss Jenkins’s friend, you’re a friend

chuckled and didn’t say anything. Then he

you regretting for not adding a bit of arsenic or

suggested,

alcohol, it’s good to have some porridge in the morning to

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

She recalled seeing Jim’s fight at the bar last night, and unconsciously imagined herself

front of her, sporting the suit, pants, and leather

wandered over him absentmindedly as she entertained

face.

unintentionally letting out a

at her puzzledly, “What’s

at George and the slightly odd Isabelle.

she

“It’s nothing.

her usual detached self, and reached out to grab the

the soup, he noticed George across the

subtle smile as he replied, “Just curious, did you spend the night here last

asked, “Any issues with

wasn’t too friendly.

for his gentleness, but he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly. and had a good sense of

was time to be serious, and flexible when

the reality was that the mob young master wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament, especially around Isabelle and Yves, where

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

ago and seemed to be trying to play a big shot and stirring up more trouble.

naturally, he wasn’t in