Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 262 Mr George’s Dream Girl

Finished

“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.

buying a

some in

insisted, “I want fresh water.

Danny exclaimed, “What?”

started the engine.

they left. Looks like the popular

who were those people earlier? Seemed like they were bothering Isabelle

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succeeded….”

trying to start trouble? How

“Danny said it….

#Finished

voice caught the attention of nearby students, and they even heard him mention Isabelle as George’s dream

car, trembling as

brakes, bringing the car to a

abruptly stop as well, their brakes

up, was almost thrown against the windshield, and he

gestured ahead as he looked at

assistant turned to look.

sports car was

the foreign guy his boss had noticed stood beside the sports car, as if they were waiting

them, signalling for them to exit the

let them off that easily after

proposed, “Let me deal with this.”

Jack, don’t

dismissed, I’m worried about your injuries.”

Besides, it’s chilly, and I need to stretch,” Isabelle said

twenty to thirty bodyguards lay on the ground, visibly