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.

which only fueled Ryan’s arrogance. When he finally got tired of cursing him, he went to

get so worked up? It’s not

the water down, cursing him silently for

Ryan seemed to sense something

dagger forcefully plunged into his heart and yanked it

eyes widened in shock as the

Ryan gasped in

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the blood from his face, sniffed it, and said,

clutched his bleeding chest and collapsed on the ground. He threatened,

spare you.”

saw that Ardon girl do it. Josh crouched and said with a smile, “Don’t

Ryan’s eyes. He cursed,

it’s best if you’re mute.” He slowly raised his

sat facing each other at the table.

eyes full of malice, as if he were ready to attack

the air was thick

no desire to prolong their conflict. He looked at Isabelle, who was still sleepy and irritable,

Yves, but for waking her

eyes closed,

expression grew colder.

Yves men brought

breakfast and ignore them.” He took

was still half–asleep and grumpy, while the other two were

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

“I stay up all

night. Did he mean he couldn’t sleep because someone was

George explained, “I sat in a chair all night.”

nodded, then turned to Yves. “Did

at George remained