Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 161 Broaden My Horizons

After all, regardless of who it may be, even those powerful individuals who control everything, as long as they’re not dead, they won’t escape the Dark Shadows entirely.

They claim to retreat.

Yet, in truth, it’s merely assuming a new identity to carry on mischief.

Isabelle leisurely scrolled down the screen to discover the altered identity of a well–known figure. The fresh setting seemed pristine, with the person now presenting themselves as a benefactor.

Observing the recognisable visage on her screen, Isabelle narrowed her eyes a tad, a spark of enthusiasm. flickering within them.

Instead of passively awaiting trouble’s arrival, she preferred seizing control of the situation proactively.

So, let’s start with this one.

Heart K–Jasiel Reeve.

In just forty–eight hours, this renowned benefactor would oversee a charitable auction, masquerading it as a noble act for the public good.

Considering the present façade of Heart K, it was clear that the guests would be ordinary folk.

After two days, within a lavish estate nestled in the centre of Thragon City, a magnificent charity auction commenced precisely as scheduled.

Rows of luxury cars formed a parade, with numerous esteemed individuals from the city present, often accompanied by their families.

In the name of charity, all were dressed modestly, though upon closer scrutiny, their elegant attire from head to toe unmistakably hinted at their affluence.

Glancing around, each individual exuded an air of distinction, from their attire to their demeanour.

Summed up succinctly, they all wore an expression of affluence.

In this circle, familiar faces abounded. Everyone held their invitations, verifying their identities while exchanging pleasantries upon entry.

Isabelle stepped out of the taxi.

snug black casual pants, successfully capturing everyone’s

attention.

attire, which stood out too much, but the moment her unpretentious self emerged alongside that deep blue, weathered taxi, its body cloaked in dust and its engine rumbling,

street was already conspicuous, let

mansion.

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strode directly towards

for the auction

her, calmly assessing her with a

her attire may have been simple and her mode of

demeanour exuded a

some affluent individuals relished the subtlety of understated

she handed over

it, opened it, and another staff member holding

the list,

with reverence, then bowed respectfully, gesturing with

this Reeve Estate? How can they

was promptly chastised by her father. “Dakota, mind

Isabelle, then turned and followed the

Venue.

the staff towards the venue at a leisurely pace, casually surveying

went.

honour adorning the

has a compassionate heart, doesn’t

the vice chairman of the National Charity Association,

sweet smile.

to the irony flickering in Isabelle’s eyes and curling at the corners of

“Miss Jenkins?”

someone called out to her from behind,

turned around, raising an

really you?” Sam exclaimed, a mixture of surprise and

thought in his mind. Well

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