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

fruit here is quite sweet.”

from his hand

bite, the juice bursting

asked, “Is

Nabelle replied, “Sour.”

find it excessively

sweet”

his actions and hearing his words, Isabelle slightly curled the

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

Reacting swiftly, she reached out and covered

mouth.

she whispered softly.

his breath and fixing

she usually undertook, and now, they were innocently touching his face and lips.

close to anyone before, particularly not to the girl he had secretly admired for so long.

firmly, causing it to burst and leave Isabelle’s

her hand back, glanced at him

grew closer, prompting them to exit through

the way back, George was

deliberately stayed half a step behind Isabelle, occasionally stealing glances at

the grape juice off his hands with

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

proposed, “Should we make a call

probably went to fix

silent and kept

met, aside from that drive to the sea, this seems to

you break into someone

confirmed, “You’re right.”

inquired, “How was it?”

“Not