Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 298 Unspoken Boundaries.

George glanced at the dog and tentatively asked Isabelle, “Is this Liam like Yves and Jim?”

He could tell they weren’t as close as she was with Yves and Jim.

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Isabelle replied, “He came here once before, and we ended up making a bet. We’re friends, sort of.

George nodded slightly, curious. “What did you win?”

Isabelle said, “There’s a jade shop called Luxe Luster back home, popular with high–society women. There’s one in Taragon City too. Heard of it?”

George answered, “I’ve heard a bit–did he lose Luxe Luster to you?”

Isabelle nodded. “Yes,”

George’s curiosity grew. “When will we make a bet? I have quite a few stakes.”

Isabelle perked up, “Like what?”

George said, “God’s Armament, Alcott’s armory. I think you’d like it. Ahem, and the thing you mentioned last time.”

Isabelle asked, “The thing I mentioned last time?”

What did I mention last time? What did his cough mean?

George didn’t elaborate, but reminded her, “I have one condition: Dylan is off the table.“.

Understanding dawned on her, and Isabelle raised an eyebrow, asking the crucial question, “Are you looking to win or lose?”

George replied, “Winning is losing, and losing,is winning.”

Isabelle remarked, “Mr. Harris, you really have a way with words.”

George responded, “Hmm?”

What did she mean?

cat, came to check on Isabelle and invited them both

already finished with the needles.

open the door. When the two men met, they nodded in greeting.

Let’s eat first.” Then he

replied, “Thank

in the darkness. George turned and took her arm, guiding

Balance:

721 + 75

1 Pearls

Unspoken Boundaries.

Finished

holding a cat, but she can let her friend hold her hand and lead her around

with no issue.

Liam remarked, “No boundaries.”

at

said, “You talk too much.”

Isabelle for the past two days, saw someone else taking over its job. Feeling unneeded, it anxiously circled around them, occasionally barking at George.

at Jack and

“Woof!”

the long dining table, Liam sat at the head,

just handed Isabelle the needles, George now turned into a dedicated attendant, carefully

the dishes for Isabelle, asking what she wanted to eat,

all removed,” George said, placing a spoonful of

Residence, the rule was no talking at the dinner table, and George strictly

she wanted every little thing,

of feeding her

seven or eight servants standing by were now entirely unnecessary.

own home,

asked, “I didn’t ask before, is this friend of yours

looked at Isabelle instead of

didn’t realise Mr. Carter

“This gossip is only about you. And your comment earlier about ‘no boundaries‘ left me feeling unbalanced,

second time

Or put it another way, how many meetings does it také before it’s okay to have