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.

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

her, but persistently troubling her over such trivial matters wasn’t quite right.

friend were together, and repeatedly disturbing her without clearly explaining the

held

go back to Arctic Fox a few days before winter break to settle

agreed with Isabelle that they would meet in Alcott in a week before getting on the plane.

you arrive, be careful. If anything happens, wait for me

“Okay.”

can I get through a week without seeing you,

said, “It’s

227 The

me a smile so I can see what your face looks like when you

“Get lost.”

me a hug.” Yves grabbed her stubbornly and didn’t let go until

the second day of winter break, Isabelle packed up and set

a more chaotic territory than the Golden Triangle, was notorious for being an

in Dark Shadow. He never talked about personal topics other than those that

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

next target

message from George

Where are you planning to go? Can you tell

yet, just travelling around.

was clear she didn’t want to say.

was worried but tactfully didn’t

hours of flying, Isabelle continued to change modes

in the off–road vehicle, crossing through the uninhabited

way, there was visible chaos, and the driver encountered yarious roadblocks. He kept his foot on the gas

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

it did so from the inevitable brushing of his neck against

girl held the “How much longer?”