Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 306 Admirer

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George exuded an extraordinary air, both in appearance and demeanour, rivalling even the noble princes and earls of the royal family, if not surpassing them slightly.

His close ties with the Duke added to his allure in the eyes of the castle owner, who harboured hopes of winning George over through his daughter.

“My name’s Alice. What about you?” Alice inquired, noticing George’s apparent disregard.

Suppressing her temper, Alice continued, “I love this cake too. Is it for your family? Mind if I have a taste?”

In a cool tone, George replied in Fleoburgian, “It’s for someone special. Please, don’t bother me further.”

Meanwhile, Isabelle returned to the castle, where Liam awaited her.

Despite some initial complaints about not being informed about Jack’s outing, Liam softened at the sight of the happy dog that was wagging its tail.

“I usually let the army accompany Jack since I don’t really take him out a lot.”

Isabelle remarked, “Dogs handle new places differently from cats. Jack seemed to have a blast.”

Liam expressed concern, “But what if he wanders off?”

Isabelle reassured him. “He willingly tagged along

After reviewing the surveillance footage, it was evident that Jack voluntarily hopped into the car.

Liam sighed, addressing the dog. “Bad dog.”

“Woof,” Jack responded.

the butler entered, announcing, “Your Grace, Mr. Smith and his daughter have brought Mr. Harris back. They’re waiting to

tied up right

the casino incident, Liam assured Isabelle, “I’ll handle it

butler nodded in understanding.

George returned with a cake in

you had to go through that on my

by no fault of yours, Duke,”

questioning, “Were you at the restaurant for lunch?”

an eyebrow, remarking, “You’re

a result of her blindness, made

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at George, pondering, Perfume?

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stroking the cat, reflecting on how innocent yesterday’s

to Dylan, shooting him a meaningful look as if catching him red–handed, tempted to

was unintentional. I’ll be more cautious in the

hint of concern from Isabelle,

tone, she quipped, “Getting into mischief and returning smelling like a bouquet. Did you have a tête–à–tête with a

the daughter of

a change in tone, George could at least

reasoned that it was simply Isabelle’s nature. Perhaps

for romance. Men only get in the way

right, that was no

the restaurant across the street and snagged you a cake,

you’ve already given

the very least. He then turned to Liam with courtesy. “Would you fancy

“No thanks, sweets give

answered, “Much obliged, Your

“I should be thanking you for keeping the peace. My standing among the