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.

Finished

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.

in front of Isabelle, shielding her

luxury cars warily.

wanted to say that she was just

the steward’s hand, preparing to

A cat

lightly tapped Jack’s arm and said,

recognized the luxury car and was suddenly surprised.

door opened, and a young man stepped out from one of the

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What’s

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here?” The young lady quickly put away the whip and stepped

to my guest?” Liam’s expression

lady glanced at Jack, who looked injured,

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

need to train them properly so

horses back and train them properly,” the young lady said hastily, getting back into her carriage and

as he assessed her, from her face to her entire being. Then, a hint of

doesn’t look

he said as

I remember your eyes.” Her eyes were like fox eyes, lovely, with a

be a pair of harmless almond–shaped

almost as tall as his lips, but now

pretend I didn’t say

are still many discrepancies

example, her age.

years ago, she was at least seventeen years old.

she’s only eighteen

I didn’t say that. These explanations can

However…