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.

stood in front of Isabelle, shielding

luxury

she was just blind, not disabled and that it didn’t

just snatched the whip from the steward’s hand, preparing to admonish the

cat

arm and said, “They’re

recognized the

a young man stepped out from one of the cars, holding a beautiful

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

you planning to do to my guest?” Liam’s expression was indifferent as he looked at the young lady.

lady glanced at Jack, who looked injured, and the Ardon girl

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

horses don’t behave, you need

properly,” the young lady said hastily, getting back into her carriage and hurriedly

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

She doesn’t look

like this,” he said as soon

a hat then, I remember your eyes.” Her eyes

be a pair of harmless almond–shaped eyes

her height is also off. Back then, she was almost

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

many discrepancies

her age.

at least seventeen years old.

now she looks like she’s only eighteen or

pretend I didn’t say that. These explanations

However…