Resurrecting the Genius Within

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.

ever calls him, especially not this late. It

heavy mood lightened

picked up the phone.

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

“Mr. Harris, could I borrow two people

hospital’s top floor.

bodyguards stood

of the Harris family gathered in the

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the attending doctor, conversed with Bernice,

Arlo finished speaking his piece, he couldn’t help but think of Isabelle, the young lass with surprising insights into alternative

wonder if that young girl has any expertise in detoxification.

head inwardly. He must be desperate to even consider it. How could someone so

so much about those two prescriptions earlier, and although he had some understanding, it was all just theoretical

to find a way, how could a teenager possibly have a solution? Even if Isabelle did come up with something, he wouldn’t dare to

the atmosphere sank to its lowest point, Bernice’s face showed deep worry.

moment that George

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

his crew

the door opened, a strong smell of blood hit

eyes locked on the girl who greeted them, quickly

tension.

asked, “You alright?”

puzzled. “Why the personal

phone that the body belonged to

with that and asked two people

was unharmed,

he muttered,

Dylan and two bodyguards