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?

the cat, came to check on Isabelle and invited them both

had already finished with

door. When the two

“Dinner is ready. Let’s eat

replied, “Thank

already made her way to George in the darkness. George turned and took her

Balance:

721 + 75

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cat, but she

with no issue.

annoyed, Liam remarked, “No

at him.

talk

else

head at Jack and added, “No

“Woof!”

the long dining table, Liam sat at the head, Isabelle to his left, and George next to

now turned into a dedicated

all the dishes for Isabelle, asking what she wanted to eat, offering her

placing a spoonful

talking at the dinner table, and George

he was asking Isabelle if she wanted every little thing, down to whether she

was just short of feeding her

or eight servants standing

it was his own home,

friend of yours just

this, looked at Isabelle

didn’t realise Mr. Carter was such a

comment earlier about ‘no boundaries‘

is only our second time meeting, what’s there to feel

tell me, how many times have you mer your friend here? Or put it another way, how many