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.

Smith and his daughter have brought Mr. Harris back.

tied up right

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

nodded

returned with

to go through that

fault of yours, Duke,” answered

Isabelle directly, questioning, “Were you at the

arched an eyebrow, remarking, “You’re drenched in perfume.”

senses, a result of her blindness, made even a hint of

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shot a curious glance at George, pondering, Perfume? A woman? What’s Mr.

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cat, reflecting on how innocent yesterday’s

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

shrugged off his coat, admitting, “It was unintentional. I’ll be more cautious in the

for even a hint of concern from Isabelle, but

she quipped, “Getting into mischief and returning smelling like a bouquet. Did

likely the daughter of Mr. Smith, the

George could at least convince himself that she was

reasoned that it was simply Isabelle’s nature. Perhaps he hadn’t

you. She closes her heart for romance. Men

right, that was no

“Let’s shift gears. I popped into the restaurant across the street and snagged

“But you’ve already given me a gift.”

cake, at the very least. He then turned to Liam with courtesy. “Would you fancy a slice?”

thanks, sweets

obliged, Your Grace, for today’s

Liam said, “I should be thanking you for keeping the peace. My standing among the people has only