Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 252 He’s an Old Man

Isabelle walked over.

George stood up when he saw her.

Isabelle raised an eyebrow and asked, “Your friend?”

George replied, “I don’t know her.”

Dylan added, “She was just asking for directions.”

The woman’s expression changed rapidly. She awkwardly tried to sit back down but hesitated.

Seeing Isabelle, who looked much younger than George, she tentatively asked, “Is this your sister? She’s really pretty. Your family has great genes.”

This comment hit a sore spot.

George’s face visibly darkened.

Dylan thought to himself, Wow, this woman really doesn’t know how to talk.

“Brother….you’re my older brother.” Isabelle glanced at George, her expression subtly changing.

George turned to the woman and said, “Miss, do you need something?”

Since George’s expression had turned hostile, all of the dozen bodyguards seated in the back stood up.

The woman was startled,

Isabelle watched the woman flee and then looked at George with an amused expression, which made George feel helpless.

Isabelle sat down and said, “I told you, Mr. Harris is excellent; there’s no need to envy others.”

George replied, “If this keeps happening, it just makes me seem very approachable and easy to get along with.”

said, “Maybe the other person is also extrodinary? At

“That also depends on who the other person is.” No matter how excellent, if it wasn’t the one he

and suddenly asked, “If it were someone you liked, do you think it’s easy to win your favour, brother?”

mischievously, and her eyes were full of teasing.

a jolt through George’s

almost knelt down, quickly turning gaway.

Dylan would have set off fireworks to celebrate George. But

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skills would such a task require? Now, he wonders how he feels to

from Dark Shadow were not like the mercenaries from Melfrey, who only knew brute

couldn’t enjoy it.

amused, Dylan thought, It seems like Mr. George can

“It’s been a long time since I’ve heard you speak

was nostalgic for the time back in Melfrey when Isabelle pretended to be a helpless

she didn’t even play the

vibrated in

answered a

boarded the plane

“Almost.

to Melfrey with Mr. Yves; she

senior year of high school. The school holiday started late. He had only just returned to Norward for the holiday a few days ago

are you going

writing

more than a decade celebrating New Years together, and with

want Isabelle to

emotional

a man’s voice next to his sister, saying. “Is that your brother?” The man’s shoulder

Isabelle said, turning the

waved at Ethan.

a bit nervous. “Mr. Harris,

calligraphy is quite good.”

“Thank you.”

Ethan’s nervousness, Isabelle turned the camera