Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 178 Miss Jenkins, What Brings You Here?

The lights on this cruise ship weren’t as bright and colourful as those on others, but it was the largest of them all, towering five stories high, completely dwarfing the rest.

Even while it was docked, it commanded attention effortlessly.

People started boarding gradually, their steps steady and their attire understated. They were all men, giving off the impression they were the ship’s crew rather than passengers here for leisure.

The cruise ship began to move around ten o’clock, gliding slowly towards the centre of the river.

In the concert hall, soft instrumental music played; overly cautious Jasiel hadn’t even hired a band or a pianist. Besides the Dark Shadow’s people, everyone on board was under his command.

Yet Josh still felt uneasy.

On the fourth deck, in a luxurious inner cabin, Jasiel sat opposite two people.

Josh picked up a bottle of red wine, opened it, and poured a glass for each of them.

“Take your time. I’ll go check things outside,” he said to them.

Setting the wine down, Josh left the inner cabin, closing the door behind him.

He began to inspect each deck methodically. “Stay sharp and alert! Don’t miss a thing!” he ordered.

“Yes, Sir!” the well–trained bodyguards responded, patrolling each layer of the ship.

None of them noticed an extra person on board.

A petite figure had somehow slipped on unnoticed, moving through the ship’s every corner like a ghost, silent and unseen.

it were her private garden, a backpack slung over her shoulder. By the time. she finished her tour, the backpack was

she dusted off her hands, shoving them into

to the guests. I’ll join you after my rounds,” Josh. instructed, dismissing several men from the

he continued to patrol.

corridor ahead was slightly dim, and a segment of the passage was obscured in shadows. At the end of it, a petite

eyes widened in surprise. He stepped forward vigilantly. “Miss

over, the weather was starting to cool. The wind in the moat at night was strong, whipping at their

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Jenkins, What Brings

she greeted.

waiting for you.

loose strands of hair around her

Jenkins, what brings you here?” Josh squinted slightly, his voice gentle

Isabelle, each step deliberate. His hand behind his back clenched into a fist.

got lost,” Isabelle replied

on board?” Josh’s eyes narrowed

while now,” she answered

how did you get

as yesterday. I walked

had already scoured the

though his tone remained

her hand, tilting her head slightly.

was innocent, but her eyes gleamed with mischief. “But all the other bottles are poisoned.

Without a second thought, he turned

forward swiftly.

her movement, Josh turned to dodge.

par with those of a professional

from a box. Calmly and efficiently,