Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 227 The Winter Break

“God’s Armament is his. Yves said awkwardly, “I underestimated him. Sweetheart, if you need weapons, why don’t you ask me? Why take from others?”

Isabelle replied, “The stuff is in Melfrey. If you’re not happy, blow it up.”

Seeing that Isabelle didn’t want to pay attention to him anymore, Yves began to fuss again, “Sweetheart, I’m not feeling well either.”

Isabelle asked, “Where does it hurt? I’ll give you a couple of needles.

Yves answered, “Do I need to take off my clothes for the needles? My heart feels uncomfortable, a bit

off

Dain As he spoke, he had already taken Jacket

Isabelle said, “It’s heart cancer. Ordinary treatment won’t work. Let’s open it up.”

Yves continued, “Sweetheart, tell me honestly, if George and I fell into the water simultaneously, who would

you save?”

Isabelle thought of giving him “heart cancer treatment” for asking such a stupid question.

Heading upstairs, Isabelle didn’t even turn her head, saying, “Whether you two live or die has nothing to do with me

The next day.

George didn’t come, which surprised Isabelle.

Yves said, “I guess he knows when to stay away.”

It was quite late and unsure if George was too busy to come, Isabelle asked in a message.

“Thank you for your concern. I’m much better now, so I won’t

to see her, but persistently troubling her over

her without clearly explaining the

held

to go back to Arctic Fox a few days before winter

meet in Alcott in a

careful. If anything happens, wait for me

“Okay.”

be apart from you. How can I get through a week without seeing

said, “It’s boarding

227 The Winter Break

smile so I can see what your face looks like

“Get lost.”

grabbed her stubbornly and didn’t

winter break, Isabelle packed up and set off.

more chaotic territory than the Golden Triangle, was notorious for being an area where no one took responsibility.

talked about personal topics other than those that were absolutely

the late Heart K’s mouth that Spadille frequented this place, presumably having his

target

a message from George

here. Where are you planning to

just

clear she didn’t want to say.

was worried but tactfully didn’t press further.

to change modes

sat in the off–road vehicle, crossing through the

driver encountered yarious roadblocks. He kept

had no air conditioning, and the driver was a bearded Astorian. Sweat the size of beans speckled his bruised face,

his neck, wearing blood as it did so from

beautiful Ardon girl held the “How