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.

tongue lolling out as he gazed intelligently at Isabelle, occasionally emitting a playful noise to remind her

the commotion unfolding at the cake shop. Observing George being escorted away,

its demeanour, no inclination to

indifferent to George’s predicament, even displaying a hint of

remained seated in the car, contentedly tallying

the midst of it all, George found himself

manner in which it was executed hinted at the involvement of

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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

ostentatious owner, an embodiment of nobility reminiscent

the real

manager ousted from the casino, his fury palpable,

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

Vengeance.

intervened, preventing further escalation with a commanding voice.

daughter, incensed by the news of the casino’s downfall at the hands of the Ardon duo. Determined to mete out punishment,

George, the woman stood transfixed, her

castle owner, a prominent figure in the region, exuded

imposing demeanour and striking presence, he refrained from hasty action,

castle owner harboured deep–seated animosity and trepidation towards

the rule of a formidable half–Ardon Duke for years, their community bore a profound grudge and apprehension towards those of Ardon descent. Though desiring George’s demise, they hesitated to

inquired, “Did you wreak havoc in my casino? What name do you go by?”

with a direct assertion, “I hail from

signalling Isabelle’s attempts to reach him–an urgent

within the room,

present.

swayed by his words. Ardons are adept