Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 293 What’s Your Name?

She spoke casually, brushing it off with a light–hearted remark.

Jack was shocked.

The street was bustling and beautiful.

European–style buildings were visible everywhere.

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Jack dragged his injured body along the outer edge of the street, with Isabelle walking on the inner side. He watched the passing vehicles while watching where Isabelle was stepping.

They had just come out of the hospital.

Jack was seriously injured. Fortunately, he could still walk on both legs, but his shoulders were strained from being suspended from the ceiling.

He used his less injured arm as a makeshift crutch for Isabelle. She held onto his arm, following his

Although the two walked slowly, it was hard to notice that Isabelle couldn’t see.

pace.

A beautiful Ruemanian medieval carriage grazed past Jack, who was injured and had difficulty moving, narrowly avoiding a collision.

The startled white horse neighed loudly and stamped its hooves, coming to a stop. The bump jolted the young lady sitting in the carriage. After steadying herself, she immediately began angrily scolding Jack and Isabelle.

Isabelle frowned slightly.

Jack first checked on Isabelle to ensure she was okay. Seeing that she was unharmed, he was furious and moved to pull the person from the carriage.

At that moment, a dozen luxury cars surrounded the carriage and Jack and Isabelle. Passersby were scared and kept their distance.

of Isabelle,

luxury cars warily.

say that she was just blind, not disabled and that

the steward’s hand, preparing to admonish the two who startled

cat meowed.

lightly tapped Jack’s arm and said, “They’re with

recognized the luxury car

a young man stepped out from one of the

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you doing here?” The young lady quickly put away the whip and stepped down from the carriage, holding up her

to my guest?” Liam’s expression was indifferent as he looked at the

young lady glanced at Jack, who looked injured, and

explained, “It’s a misunderstanding. I didn’t know they were

“If your horses don’t behave, you need to train them properly so they don’t

train them properly,” the young lady said hastily,

their usual coldness and detachment as he assessed her, from her face to her

doesn’t look the same.

like this,” he said

your eyes.”

pair of harmless almond–shaped eyes like

was almost as tall as his lips,

used heel lifts before, pretend I didn’t say that. Voices can also be changed through surgery or

are still many discrepancies from what I’imagined.

her

years ago, she was at

she looks like she’s only eighteen

that. These explanations can be forced

However…