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

offering it

“The fruit here is

the grape from his hand

the juice bursting

“Is it sweet?”

Nabelle replied, “Sour.”

himself and tasted it, only to find it excessively sweet for his taste. “Mine

sweet”

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

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grape and handed it to her. “Try another; the ones on the bottom seem sweeter.”

swiftly,

mouth.

she whispered softly.

startled, holding his breath and fixing

the perilous activities she usually undertook, and now, they were

to anyone before, particularly not to the girl he had secretly

jaw clenched slightly, and unexpectedly, he gripped the grape too firmly, causing it to burst and leave

back, glanced at him briefly, and rose to her feet.

them to exit through the

the way back, George was

behind Isabelle, occasionally stealing glances

his hands with

stuck in the mud, only to find that Dylan

proposed, “Should we make

probably went to fix the car.

remained silent and

from that drive to the sea, this seems to be only our second time traveling alone,”

“Is this the first time you break into someone else’s

“You’re right.”

inquired, “How was

“Not