Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 166 An Urgent Situation

George stood, hands tucked in his pockets, staring at the outstretched hand before him, motionless.

Following a short moment, he eventually extended his hand to clasp the other’s.

On the journey home, Isabelle rested her elbow on the car’s window ledge, supporting her head with a single hand while she glanced at her phone screen, entirely unaware of the reduced air pressure within the vehicle.

Only the desire to end a life mattered to her.

George glimpsed her phone screen and observed her unwavering focus on Josh’s phone number, intensifying the already sinking pressure.

Meanwhile, Dylan, leading the way, battled with discomfort, his teeth clenching from the sour taste in his

mouth.

“I thought Miss Jenkins had her eye on Jasiel, George remarked casually, attempting to hide any concern.

Isabelle cast a brief glance at him. “Mr. Harris, are you troubled by something?”

Was he upset about being used by me?

“No, simply curious,” George responded.

Isabelle arched an eyebrow in response.

“This seems to be the first instance of you actively seeking someone’s contact details, isn’t it?” George remarked. And it’s a man.

“I have no interest in him,” Isabelle replied curtly.

The phone number wasn’t for ordinary chats. It was for keeping tabs on the other person’s calls. What scenarios was George envisioning?

and eyes concealed intentions.

things in motion before stepping down, solidifying his authority in Taragon City. If he assumed command of the Dark Shadow branch in the city, it would pose

she had to delve into his history

son. Time was of the essence, or Dark Shadow would soon discover that

of contact information that day, her motives would be revealed, and she’d swiftly transition from a proactive role to

onc.

George intended to inquire indirectly, but Isabelle

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might

have predicted that Mr. George would feel jealous

Old Mr. Reeve’s adopted son had his hand bones crushed by him at the auction venue earlier. Old Mr. Reeve’s adopted son had also encountered misfortune,

genuinely unsettling.

words, Isabelle succeeded in

years ago. He has also travelled abroad. I’ve had some interactions with

of Isabelle’s motives.

he willingly assumed

Isabelle responded, “Nothing”

She had been acquainted

at the entrance of the villa, Isabelle courteously proposed, “Would you like a

exited the car.

he could proceed, a

over immediately.

hastily conveyed a message to Isabelle before

inquired from

“My dad is

closed it, only to be yanked out from outside. Glancing up, he spotted Isabelle beside the car door,

suit and

glanced at her briefly, remaining silent, and

hospital’s highest level, the emergency