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.

on the floor, his tongue lolling out as he gazed intelligently at

shop. Observing George being escorted away, it stood briefly, then nonchalantly resumed its spot on the ground, its focus

no urgency in its demeanour, no inclination to alert

truth, it seemed rather indifferent to George’s predicament, even displaying

car, contentedly tallying

the midst of it all, George found himself the

it was

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individual.

whisked George away to an opulent private estate.

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

an embodiment of nobility reminiscent of a medieval

also the real owner of the casino.

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

manager seized a firearm, aiming to maim George in a

Vengeance.

preventing further escalation with a commanding voice.

the hands of the Ardon duo. Determined to mete out punishment, she envisioned parading the perpetrators

on George, the woman stood

figure in the region, exuded shrewdness

George’s imposing demeanour and striking presence, he refrained from hasty action, recognising him as no

nature, particularly concerning Ardons, the castle owner harboured deep–seated animosity and trepidation

profound grudge and apprehension towards those of Ardon descent. Though

castle owner inquired, “Did you wreak havoc in my casino?

speak, bypassing formal introductions with a direct assertion, “I

twice, signalling Isabelle’s attempts to reach him–an urgent connection he yearned

statement reverberated within the room, prompting a reaction

present.

not be swayed by his words. Ardons are adept deceivers. I advise