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?

held secrets, and eyes concealed intentions.

down, solidifying his authority in Taragon City. If he assumed command of the Dark Shadow branch in the city, it would pose a considerable challenge

she had to delve into his history before taking action.

the essence, or Dark Shadow would

exchange of contact information that day, her motives would be revealed,

onc.

intended to inquire indirectly, but Isabelle straightforwardly declared her disinterest

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might

George would

his hand bones crushed by him at the auction venue earlier. Old

was genuinely

few words, Isabelle succeeded

also travelled abroad. I’ve had some interactions with him. Miss Jenkins, what specific information are you seeking?”

unaware of Isabelle’s

further questions, he willingly assumed the role of an

Isabelle responded, “Nothing”

had been acquainted with him twenty years ago.

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

exited the

could proceed, a phone call

I’ll come over immediately. Did you notify

hastily conveyed a message to Isabelle before pivoting and briskly

the rush?” Isabelle inquired from

replied, “My dad is seriously

be yanked out from outside. Glancing

suit and took her

briefly, remaining silent, and instructed

the hospital’s highest level, the