Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 235 Crossing Enemy Territories.

“The young girl now leading the Blackwaters in Melfrey has a notable connection with George, the head of the Harris family in Taragon City, Cheshian.”

The conversation inside was clearly audible to the two cavesdropping outside the window.

Isabelle unconsciously raised her eyebrows, though her expression remained composed.

George, with a slight smile, discreetly observed her reaction but could not discern anything from it.

“Given her youth and impressive skills, we need to thoroughly investigate her background. I suspect these individuals may have hidden motives. We should notify our superiors and request that they send two capable representatives.”

George, being tall and conspicuous, caught the attention of patrolmen in the distance, who yelled, “Who’s

there?”

However, by the time they arrived, no one was there.

The people inside, alarmed by the disturbance, came out to investigate. “What’s going on here?”

There was a shadow at the window just now.”

“Secure every exit and don’t let anyone suspicious escape. Find them.”

The guards spread out through the vast, maze–like building, their footsteps echoing in an orderly rhythm.

Isabelle and George quickly hid in a room.

It was quite lavish, decorated in Cheshian style, indicating the occupant significance.

They settled at the tea table.

Isabelle scanned the room through the moonlight filtering through the window.

Suddenly, George suggested. “Try this.”

Isabelle looked over to see George picking a grape from the

plate and offering it to her.

whispered, “The fruit here is

from his hand

bursting and

“Is it sweet?”

Nabelle replied, “Sour.”

himself and tasted it, only to find

sweet”

and hearing his words, Isabelle slightly curled the corners of her mouth,

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handed it to her. “Try another; the ones on the bottom

footsteps approaching. Reacting swiftly, she reached out and

mouth.

whispered softly.

breath and

to the perilous activities she usually undertook, and now, they were innocently touching his face and lips.

years, George had never been this intimately close to anyone before, particularly not to the girl he had secretly admired for so

the grape too firmly, causing it to burst and leave Isabelle’s hand

pulled her hand back, glanced at him briefly, and

closer, prompting them to

way back, George was unusually quiet.

step behind Isabelle, occasionally stealing glances at her.

off his hands with a handkerchief, but they still felt

been stuck in the mud,

proposed, “Should we make

probably went to fix the car.

remained silent and kept walking.

from that drive to the sea, this seems to be only our second

you break

confirmed, “You’re right.”

“How was it?”

“Not