Resurrecting the Genius Within

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There’s witness all around us!

“I got my horizons expanded thanks to Ms. Jenkins,” said George.

“Don’t put this all on me,” said Isabelle.

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All she aimed for was to inject some thrill into his mundane existence, to unveil a world of excitement he’d never known. Yet, fate had its own plans.

Dylan, grasping the bag of cash, hastened his steps, questioning. “What’s the next move with this bundle?” He couldn’t shake off the feeling that the money was searing through his palms, urging him to find a swift

solution.

George’s response came swift and simple, “Consider it an unexpected windfall for you.”

Dylan’s eyes were the size of saucepans. He held the money bag as tightly as he could, and the concern on his face was replaced by a simper. “All hail Mr. George. All hail Ms. Jenkins.”

Look at all this money! I love working for Mr. George!

“Woof!”

Dylan cast an affectionate glance at Jack, finding the canine utterly endearing as they made their way to at nearby restaurant.

Securing a table by the window, George settled everyone in their seats before announcing, “I’ll just pop across the street to grab something. Won’t be long.” With that, he swiftly exited the eatery.

Isabelle couldn’t help but wonder, Why didn’t he just ask Dylan to fetch it over the phone?

On the other side of the street lay a quaint cake shop, where George selected the most lavish and visually appealing cake available.

Emerging from the store with the cake in hand, George was suddenly surrounded by a fleet of luxury cars, their occupants brandishing a dozen ominous gun barrels.

remained poised on the floor, his tongue lolling out as he gazed intelligently at Isabelle, occasionally emitting a playful noise to remind

the cake shop. Observing George being escorted away, it stood

no urgency in its demeanour, no inclination to alert Isabelle of the

truth, it seemed rather indifferent to George’s predicament, even displaying a hint of satisfaction.

remained seated in the car, contentedly tallying his

found himself the victim of

audacious manner in which it was executed hinted at the

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the menacing gaze of the gun–wielding captors, George was escorted to the opulent castle, each step fraught with tension.

stood its ostentatious owner, an embodiment of nobility reminiscent of

the real owner

the casino, his fury palpable, fingers itching to inflict harm.

his eyes, the manager seized a firearm, aiming to maim George in a

Vengeance.

owner intervened, preventing further escalation with a

of the Ardon duo. Determined to mete out punishment, she envisioned parading the perpetrators through town, bound to her

laying eyes on George, the woman

a prominent figure in the region, exuded shrewdness

he refrained from hasty

Ardons, the castle owner harboured deep–seated animosity and

community bore a profound grudge and apprehension towards those

havoc in my casino? What name

the opportunity to speak, bypassing formal introductions with a direct assertion,

twice, signalling Isabelle’s attempts to reach him–an

reverberated within the room, prompting a

present.

cautioning, “My Lord, do not be swayed by his words. Ardons are