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.

steering wheel. “Are these Dark Shadow’s people?*

not a lame club. When

ahead,” Isabelle

initially. They were accelerating and planning their route. When

cars encircled them, while twenty to thirty

to the school

resembling an assistant, smirked inwardly as he glanced at the school gate. Do they really think they’ll

he gazed at Jack. “We meet again. Come along,

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it?” Isabelle said.

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there students? Are you really just

at him puzzledly. “What

mean?”

car, the two chatted as if they were alone, completely ignoring the assistant and the group of

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

noise drew several students,

spotted Yves’s sports car, the girls got excited, thinking the charming silver–haired guy had

returned.

at his waist, and menacingly ordered the

the threat didn’t intimidate

causing no

that old troublemaker still kicking? And

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

his mind, and his

opened the car door and

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

and instinctively stepped back, but Jack was