Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 239 Brawl

Jim heard the commotion and stepped out of the house to find George and Yves locked in a fierce fight.

He adjusted his glasses and leaned against the doorframe, enjoying the spectacle.

The brawl was too intense for the wooden house to endure. Within moments, the table and chairs in the middle were reduced to splinters, and several walls were badly damaged.

If they kept this up, the house would collapse soon.

Just as Jim was about to tell them to take the fight outside, the door opposite swung open, revealing an irritated Isabelle. “Have you had enough?”

At her request, George immediately stopped.

It was unclear whether Yves was unable to stop his attack or simply unwilling to, but he landed a solid blow on George’s chest.

George took a step back, with pain spreading through his chest.

Isabelle’s expression darkened further.

Jim remarked, “Great, now you’ve woken her up.”

She glared at the two who were fighting and roared, “You’re too loud!”

She retreated back inside and slammed the door shut.

Last night, Isabelle went to the Warners‘ territory, injuring several of their men and killing a few. Early this morning, Ryan lashed out again.

Predictably, Josh became his punching bag.

Ryan was accustomed to Josh’s constant berating and spitting of insults, each one more vicious than the

last.

“You’re a disgrace! A bastard born of a whore. It’s a shame to have trash like you born into our family,” Ryan spat venomously.

Ryan’s arrogance. When he finally got tired of cursing him, he went to get a

approached him calmly and advised, “Why get so worked up? It’s not worth harming your

the water down, cursing him silently for being a

to sense something

into his heart and yanked it out.

shock as the cup fell from his

gasped in

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blood from his face, sniffed it, and said, “Your blood stinks as much

and collapsed on the ground. He threatened, “Trash! Our family won’t

spare you.”

crouched and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, our family will

filled Ryan’s eyes.

said, “You’re so bad with words. In your next life, it’s best if you’re

sat facing each other at

the fight, looked at George with eyes full of malice, as if he were ready to attack at

gazes clashed, and the air was thick

their conflict. He looked at Isabelle, who was still

wasn’t for fighting Yves,

expressionless, eyes closed, not

expression grew

Yves men brought

Isabelle at once/He advised, “Have breakfast and

while the

to play peacemaker. He asked, “Mr. George, where

replied, “I stay

mean he couldn’t sleep because someone was

answer might be misinterpreted, George explained, “I sat in a

to Yves.

glare at George