Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 250 Guilty

George stood there, momentarily speechless.

Knowing he was in the wrong, George had nothing to say.

George never intended to hide his identity from Isabelle. He was planning to tell her. However, when he was about to reveal his identity and invite the group to move from the rundown place to his camp. Isabelle invited him into her rog,

They ended up spending the night together in the same bed. Naturally, George felt too guilty to come clean after that.

Lowe thought. I can’t believe Mr. George would do this.

Dylan muttered inwardly. This is nothing just wait.

Isabelle reminded Yves, “Are you sure you want to settle this score on his turf?”

Yves glanced at George and said, “Last time, we didn’t settle it properly. I’m in a foul mood, and I need to let off some steam.”

Isabelle reminded him, “He’s injured.”

Yves remembered that the Shadowblade had slashed George, injuring his arm as well.

Which arm was it? Right arm?

Yves scowled, then glanced at Isabelle’s bandaged right arm–their injuries were identical.

This guy had a knack for getting hurt in the right spots.

Yves silently cursed.

Isabelle stood up. She was ready to go upstairs to shower and sleep. Before leaving, she reminded George, “Don’t wet your wound.”

George replied, “Got it.”

Yves gave George a look and followed Isabelle upstairs. He offered, “Sweetheart, how will you shower with that injured arm? Need help?”

was saying it

smile on his lips, observed the commotion at

continue? Who’s next?

George tossed and furned, unable to

Still shaken.

image of finding Isabelle by the dark stream, quietly washing her

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face, her youthful face showed no fear or panic, only calmness,

become accustomed to fighting and suffering injuries

him felt pain, but she didn’t

Then Yves slipped.

Dark Shadow, what had they done

And Shadowblade’s question.

Blood Shadow? Was she really Isabelle?

in bed. The pain from his wound makes sleep even more

receptors, and she must have endured them. Thinking

sleepless night for

next day, Isabelle woke up and saw a message on

there with a large bowl of

aside to let him in.

George

simple acknowledgement. She ignored him and went to wash up.

watched her and noticed that she seemed to have slept

up, Isabelle returned and glanced at the bone broth. It seemed a bit heavy for

explained, “It’s steamed

down and started drinking the broth.

I have checked with the doctor, and it’s good for

“It’s just a

while George stood quietly nearby. She turned her

her injured arm and raised an eyebrow in response to