Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 153 Old Friend

Dylan thought. Miss Jenkins, why are you so suicidal?

Jim was bewildered.

Jim glanced at her. “When did that happen?”

George was feeling suspicious, and when he heard what Isabelle said, his first thought was that she was trying to cover for Jim.

But seeing Jim’s urgency, he realized a bit late that Isabelle’s words accidentally confirmed something. Then he smirked slightly, getting calm and collected.

Isabelle explained, “During summer break in Melfrey, Mr. Harris was there for business, so I tagged along.”

Jim asked. ‘Doing business in Melfrey?”

What kind of shady deal is this?

George said. “Strange, isn’t it? Miss Jenkins was also on vacation in Melfrey at that time.”

Jim thought. These two are playing some kind of guessing game.

What’s this girl keeping from him?

“Haven’t told you, but this house is Mr. Harris’s. He’s bothered, so you better leave,” Isabelle added.

Jim was shocked.

Giving a glance at the satisfied George, he was confused. “Short on cash or housing? Why stay in someone else’s place?”

Referring to George as “someone else” seemed to irk him a bit

Isabelle said, “Not short on anything, just arrived right on time.”

Jim felt an inexplicable frustration, like wishing for something unattainable. “Is that all?” Since when did you become so casual about owing favours?

George timely stepped in to–show magnanimity. “It’s not that I mind, just that it’s a matter of propriety. With us being alone together and this place being close to the school, it’s easy for rumours to spread. If you need accommodation, I have several properties nearby. You’re welcome to stay anytime, Mr. Carter.”

Harris is indeed considerate,” Isabelle remarked.

at Isabelle,

couldn’t shake the feeling that Isabelle

the airport–let’s schedule another meeting. Reach out if you need

up. “I’ll see you

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his, he felt

a move turning the tables.

face. “No need to bother.”

left wrist with his right hand, glancing at

valuable. Mr. Harris, make sure to

Yves doesn’t see

temperament, but

meaning in his words, but couldn’t quite

on the sofa, lost in her world,

settled back into his seat. “Mr. Carter said you’re an old

said. “Do you think using eighteen?”

friend‘ isn’t quite right for

“It might not fit for others,

appreciating George’s keen

she said, “If there’s

she mean by that?

I don’t misinterpret it, is she suggesting that she’ll discuss her matters

thought, George left

way back.

asked, “Mr. George, is there anything specific you want me to

the heir to the underworld they were discussing.

knew a mafia boss who accepted her as a leader in the world

mercenaries.

to wrap his head around it. He could overlook his curiosity about how a