Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 247 She’s Gone

Several figures interwined in the room, the sounds of fighting filled the air.

After a round of combat, Spadille fully understood what Shadowblade had felt.

Although Shadowblade had already warned him, experiencing it firsthand with Isabelle was still shocking for Spadille.

It was indeed identical.

And this girl’s strength surpassed his own.

Spadille didn’t want to die here, nor did he want to make enemies with Yves and George, so he made a quick decision.

If he couldn’t fight them, he would flee.

He seized an opportunity and escaped directly from the balcony.

Leaping from the third floor, he quickly vanished into the moonlit night.

As Isabelle reached the balcony, she glanced back at Yves and George, who had become entangled with Shadowblade. She leaped down from the balcony and chased after Spadille.

When George saw Isabelle jump from the balcony, he was deeply worried and momentarily distracted. He was attacked with a blade.

Under the bright moonlight, the illuminated maze–like building looked splendorous, but beneath this glamorous exterior, it was a scene of hell on earth, with corpses strewn everywhere.

George’s men arrived one after another.

Worried about George’s safety, Seth went all out to deal with his enemies and immediately rushed to support George.

“Mr. George,” Seth arrived in injured.

George immediately broke free and went to chase Isabelle.

Yves watched George run away. He cursed and watched helplessly as George fled.

informed the approaching George, “Mr. George, she

immediately drove after

George drove for over thirty kilometers in

in the car

the steering wheel, was soaked in blood. His blood was rapidly dripping onto his

he was

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kept stepping on the gas pedal, searching for her along the way.

he had gone the wrong way and was about to turn around, finally two

approached, George rushed

Not far away.

of land, two cars had crashed and

with a

of blood on the ground, scattered

had just taken

cars, a body was burned beyond

was

Before his brain could

“Boom!”

exploded again, the flames flaring up and blocking George’s

the burned body wasn’t Isabelle; the shape didn’t

looked around.

raising

shouted

raging fire illuminated his frantic figure. George’s footsteps were weak as he called out,

“Isabelle!”

erratic, and his heart pounding as if it were about to leap out of his chest. He looked at

A small stone was thrown from the shadows,

stunned, then turned and looked in the direction where

a small creek, a girl was squatting sideways. She was petite, wearing black attire, and almost blended into the night

was shocked, and he rushed