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.

So it’s not 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. My bad, I didn’t consider

about to pull his hand back.

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

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

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

Isabelle and suggested,

to have some porridge in the morning to calm the stomach. He popped

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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 a sense

front of her, sporting the

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

face.

chuckled, unintentionally letting out a laugh,

looked at her puzzledly,

glanced at George and

she up

“It’s nothing.

self, and reached out to grab the porridge from George’s

Isabelle, Jim, with his stomach grumbling, also got a bowl. While he was sipping the soup, he noticed George across the table looking

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

asked, “Any issues with

tone wasn’t

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

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

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

at the moment, it was hard for him

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

had a headache, so naturally, he wasn’t