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Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 214 That’s Really George Harris

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Just when things were getting worse and everyone thought Isabelle was about to get into big trouble, the black Maybach with the license plate number (Taragon A0000] appeared out of nowhere at the south of Taragon University.

gate

The appearance of this car, rumoured to be Isabelle’s sugar daddy’s ride, caused a stir with no warning.

“Hey, that car’s here, right at the south gate!”

“Seriously? Who’s in it? Did you get a good look?”

“Yeah, I did. All the windows were down, and guess who was chilling in the back seat? It’s really him. “The student couldn’t find the words to say more.

“Someone posted photos. Check the group chat.”

“Whoa, that’s really George Harris….

“His side profile, d*mn, it’s unreal. Can someone really have that kind of looks and status?”

“I’ve made it, Mom. I’ve seen the legendary figure.”

Dylan sat in the driver’s seat, watching as more and more students gathered outside, still holding his phone to take pictures and videos.

He felt like a zoo animal on display.

Through the car window, Dylan felt as exposed as if he were running naked down the street

Glancing at George in the rearview mirror, Dylan instantly felt better.

While his front windows were closed, George had rolled down the back ones, exposing his face to the outside world for everyone to see and snap pictures.

help but feel a pang of bitterness. Mr. George has

like maybe George had hit

this some kind of unofficial announcement?

with a large crowd

George, aren’t

by now. If we don’t

message to Isabelle: I’m at the south gate. Are you free to

really know him?”

of the post

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of when Mr. Carter rushed back from Farthingale to

So Isabelle does have some

and Isabelle

look, Isabelle’s

this

watching noticed the guy in the backseat finally turning his face.

towards them.

sight of her and stepped out of the car, his tall frame standing out.

dressed so lightly? Aren’t you cold?” George glanced

had turned colder with

replied, “I’m good.”

I

his thoughts. “Get in the car first, it’s

car door for Isabelle and invited

for a moment, only hearing the sound of heavy breathing.

drove into the

didn’t expect you to come pick me up.”

I could do. You went

your reputation, of course, I have to come. I wanted to help shut

the school through another gate, heading straight for

brothers anxiously searched for Isabelle as soon as