Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 159

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 159 Handle the Body

I knew it. Those old folks never change their ways or words.

What a failed mission! The top–notch assassin, undefeated her whole life, and she ended up with such a laughable

death.

Is it to humiliate me?

Isabelle suppressed her laughter, looked at the man, and assessed him. “Judging solely from your skills, you’re still a promising seedling for an assassin. Do you have anything to say?”

Do you have any last words?

The man asked, “Who are you exactly?”

“You’re not qualified enough to know,” Isabelle replied with a silent chuckle. “Besides, what’s the point of a dead person knowing so much?”

The man’s eyes widened in response,

In the hospital.

Kevin’s condition had just stabilized.

George stood alone at the end of the corridor, smoking by the window,

The night breeze blew, the tiny orange flame between his lips flickering, casting a deeper shadow on his features.

His phone buzzed in his pocket.

Checking the caller’s name, George’s thoughts slowly returned.

He was taken aback, glancing at the time.

Midnight.

not this late. It was a rare

mood lightened a bit.

picked up the

the recent,smoke, softened slightly, losing some of its chill. “Miss

Harris, could I borrow two people

hospital’s top floor.

stood

Harris family gathered in the garridor outside the ICU.

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with the attending doctor, conversed with Bernice, while the rest of the

couldn’t help but think of Isabelle, the young lass with surprising insights into alternative medicine despite her

that young girl has any expertise in

immediately shook his head inwardly. He must be desperate to even consider it. How could someone so young

two prescriptions earlier, and although he had

solution?

to its lowest

it was precisely at this moment that George called Dylan to leave.

back for a question, but he was already in the lift, gone. Downstairs in the

his crew directly upstairs.

soon as the door opened, a strong smell of blood hit them.

the girl who greeted them,

tension.

“You

“Why the personal visit?”

had let him know on the phone that the

he couldn’t assist, she was okay with that and asked

was unharmed, George felt

worried about you,” he muttered, stepping inside.

Dylan and two bodyguards

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