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

here

the grape from his hand

a bite, the juice bursting and tasting sweet on her tongue.

asked, “Is it sweet?”

Nabelle replied, “Sour.”

picked one himself and tasted it, only to find it excessively sweet for his

sweet”

slightly curled the corners of her mouth, almost

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handed it to her. “Try

heard footsteps approaching. Reacting swiftly, she reached out and covered

mouth.

whispered

was startled, holding his breath and fixing his gaze on her.

soft, a stark contrast to the perilous activities she

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

the grape too firmly, causing

glanced at him briefly, and rose

prompting them to exit through

the way back, George was

a step behind Isabelle, occasionally stealing glances at her.

grape juice off his hands

in silence back to where the car had been stuck in the mud, only to find that Dylan

“Should we make a call to

need. He probably went to fix the car.

remained silent and kept

the sea, this seems

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

“You’re right.”

“How was it?”

responded, “Not bad.”