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?”

he was saying it

lips, observed the commotion at the labyrinth building in the distance, He said,

it continue? Who’s next?

and furned, unable to sleep

Still shaken.

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so weak.

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

have become accustomed to fighting and suffering injuries

wound, a rough–and–tumble man like him felt

Then Yves slipped.

grudge between Isabelle and the Dark Shadow, what had they

And Shadowblade’s question.

relationship with Blood

pain from his wound makes sleep even more elusive. He couldn’t help but think

had pain receptors, and she must have endured them. Thinking of this, George

a sleepless night for him.

and

opened the door. George stood there with a large bowl of bone broth and something else

aside to

the door, George asked, “Did I wake

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

she

bone

steamed and not

started drinking the

doctor, and it’s good for replenishing blood. If you can. I’ll have some prepared for

“It’s just a minor

at the table, drinking the broth, while George stood quietly nearby. She turned her head

raised an eyebrow in response to his