Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 260 Are You Recruiting?

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With eager hands, Jack clutched the steering wheel. T’ve been tracking this car since its debut. Only six exist worldwide.”

Isabelle inquired, “Do you fancy it?”

Jack responded, “Who wouldn’t fancy such a car?”

Offering, Isabelle said, “It’s yours.”

Jack declined, shaking his head. “No, thank you.”

“Why?”

I can’t drive it in Melfrey Jack prioritised practicality over mere preference. “And White Owl mentioned

a saying in your country that a gentleman shouldn’t take another’s car.”

Isabelle frowned, feeling puzzled. “There’s no such saying.”

Jack insisted, “There is. White Owl mentioned it.”

Isabelle clarified. “That saying pertains to not taking someone’s beloved, not a car.”

Jack pondered. “Isn’t “beloved‘ referring to the car?”

“You seem to grasp it quite well,” Isabelle remarked, glancing at Jack.

“Let me show you my school,” Isabelle suggested.

Isabelle drove towards her school, intending to show Jack around, but when they were near the school, seven or eight cars rushed out from an intersection.

swiftly manoeuvred the steering wheel.

stayed composed. “Dark Shadow is an assassin group, not a lame club. When have you seen assassins dispatching so many people to hunt on

and park ahead,” Isabelle

life–and–death pursuit and didn’t block their path initially. They were accelerating and planning their route. When they turned around, though, they saw the sports car

encircled them, while twenty to thirty bodyguards

actually pursued them to

gate. Do they really think they’ll be safe if they

“We meet again. Come

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fine, isn’t it?”

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broken? Why are there students? Are you really just studying in school?” Jack gave Isabelle a suspicious glan

looked at him puzzledly.

mean?”

alone, completely ignoring the assistant and the group of bodyguards, paying no

booth, too afraid to come out and check. “What’s happening?” he asked as he called out to his

drew several students, who began to

sports car, the girls got excited, thinking the charming silver–haired guy

returned.

weapon at his waist, and menacingly ordered the two. “If you value your lives, get out of the car and come with us.”

didn’t intimidate

assistant; he had kicked him at the hotel before, causing no serious harm, yet here he was, back on

troublemaker still kicking? And he

you know who you’ve ticked off? Enough talk. You should count yourself lucky that Mr. Redding has taken notice of you. If you’re wise, stick with Mr. Redding, and you’ll live the good life. But if you’re foolish, you’ll suffer. The assistant spoke smoothly, as if he had done this many times

behaviour flooded his mind, and his expression turned cold

opened the

the school gate. “Looks like it’s not the silver–haired guy; it’s some

assistant felt a pang of fear and instinctively stepped back, but Jack was