Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 262 Mr George’s Dream Girl

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“Save it for George.” Danny’s gaze shifted. “If you don’t want trouble, you’d better kneel before him as soon as possible, or the police will collect your family’s corpses tomorrow.”

He ended the call right after.

“Danny, hello? Hello?” Frank stared at the call that had crided, bewildered.

His colleagues beside him asked anxiously, and Frank, looking pale, mumbled, “I’m done for… Quick, call

them back.”

Danny returned the phone to the assistant’s pocket. “Now get out of here.”

At the mention of George’s name, the assistant’s mind froze; he didn’t even notice Danny releasing him.

Only when Danny raised his hand to hit him did he come to his senses, “Hurry back to collect your boss’s body. Scram.”

Then the assistant regained his composure. He called the bodyguards and rushed back to the car, driving away swiftly.

Danny came back with a grin. “Boss, I’ve sorted it out and handed it over to George.”

Isabelle shot him a glance. “I guess I should thank you.”

Danny smirked. “Since George is pursuing you, he should use action to prove himself. He’s good at ruining companies and kicking people out of Taragon City. He’s the perfect guy for this task.

“Boss, men are trouble. You’re too good for him. If George doesn’t-

Isabelle cut him off. “We’ll talk later. Jack, get in.”

Danny interrupted, “Boss, are you leaving? Where to? I’m here for my sister. Wait for me and take me along.”

Though speaking to Isabelle, his eyes darted at Jack, who was now in the driver’s seat. As Jack took hold of the wheel, Danny was overwhelmed with envy.

a bottle

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“I want fresh water.

Danny exclaimed, “What?”

the

like the popular girl was in

who were those

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succeeded….”

you trying to start trouble? How

“Danny said it….

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they even heard him mention Isabelle as George’s dream

in the car, trembling as

slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a

several cars behind them had to abruptly stop as well, their brakes screeching loudly.

not buckled up, was almost thrown against the windshield, and he swore vehemently

driver simply gestured ahead

assistant turned

flashy sports car was parked

boss had noticed stood beside the

inclined her head slightly towards them, signalling for

weren’t going to let them off that

me deal with this.”

Jack, don’t be greedy.”

worried about your

chilly, and I need to stretch,” Isabelle said before swiftly kicking

minutes, about twenty to thirty bodyguards lay on the