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.

out as he gazed intelligently at Isabelle, occasionally emitting

the street, Jack caught sight of the commotion unfolding at the cake shop. Observing George being escorted away, it

in its demeanour, no inclination to

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

seated in the car, contentedly

George found himself the

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individual.

whisked George away to an opulent private estate.

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gun–wielding captors, George was escorted to the opulent castle, each

regal halls stood its ostentatious owner, an

owner was also the real owner

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

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

Vengeance.

preventing further escalation with

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

the woman

in the region, exuded shrewdness

refrained from hasty action, recognising him as no ordinary individual.

Ardons, the castle owner harboured deep–seated animosity and trepidation towards them.

years, their community bore a profound grudge

owner inquired, “Did you wreak havoc in my casino? What name do

bypassing formal introductions with a direct assertion, “I hail

captivity, his phone buzzed twice, signalling Isabelle’s attempts to reach

room, prompting a reaction

present.

his words. Ardons are adept