Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 236 George Can Fight

George looked at her and played along, saying, “If you’re tired, let me handle it.”

He stepped forward and was ready to take care of the situation.

“That coat’s getting in the way. Let me hold it for you,” Isabelle offered.

George looked down at his outfit. He was wearing a formal suit with a long black overcoat.

He handed the coat to Isabelle and said, “Much appreciated.”

George had reverted to his usual business attire..

“Stay back! I don’t want their blood to smudge your clothes,” he advised.

Isabelle held George’s coat and watched quietly from the side.

Not far away, George faced the crowd alone. Gone was his gentlemanly demeanour; he switched from the polite Mr. Harris to the formidable Mr. George. The blade’s glint reflected on his face.

George fought with precision and ruthless efficiency; his kicks and punches were sharp and swift.

Despite being the leader of God’s Armament, he likely had little time to train and spent most of his time dealing with business matters, signing contracts, discussing projects, and attending meetings,

Clearly, that wasn’t the case. George’s skills were far superior to what Isabelle had imagined. If it came down to a fight, he might be on par with Yves.

Isabelle was skilled in both hand–to–hand combat and kicks, preferring the former, while George excelled in the latter.

With legs as long as his, it would be a shame not to use them–his kicks were impressive and satisfying to

watch.

Isabelle’s gaze followed the tall figure amidst the crowd. His innate elegance and years of cultivated grace were evident even in a fierce fight.

It reminded her of the time she watched Jim fight in a bar.

sight thrilled

opponent, his breath steady. He turned to see Isabelle

on her face, George suddenly realised he had been

him along just to watch

than understanding a young man’s. Even straightforward ones, like Isabelle, could

she like to fight, but she also

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quite the hidden talent, Mr. George.”

‘Mr. George‘, he chuckled. I’m glad you

about to put it on, he paused and asked, “Had enough? If not, we can wait.

replied, “Next time. There’s no

his

those people on the

Isabelle to their place.

return with someone, but he couldn’t make out

came down to greet

“Sweetheart-”

approached and saw it was George, Yves‘

Isabelle close and said, “Weren’t you just going for a walk? Did you walk all the way back to Cheshian?

replied, “We ran into

believe that. Anyway, it doesn’t matter. It’s getting late now,

Isabelle around and went into the

her face and urged, “Don’t worry about him. Just

watched the show from the

George looked at the small, dilapidated two–story

the wind. The house seemed ready to collapse at any moment, but it was

invite them

on the second floor opened with a

and went upstairs.