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Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 307 Returning to Cheshian

“Why don’t you wait for me a moment? I’ll take a quick shower first.

Suddenly, Isabelle hissed.

George looked confused. He asked, “What’s wrong?”

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“Your actions lead me to believe you’ve been intimate with Levi Smith’s daughter, Isabelle stated firmly. George wasn’t obsessively clean. He simply had some perfume on his clothes.

George was shocked by her audacious remark.

She appeared to have no boundaries when it came to speaking her mind.

The idea of being intimate with Levi’s daughter revolted George, making him feel both powerless and oddly entertained.

“I dislike the scent of this perfume, and I’m worried you might too,” he mentioned.

“Not at all. Let’s slice the cake,” Isabelle responded.

George pondered whether her “not at all” referred to his earlier comment or the one that followed. Regardless, it made him feel overly dramatic.

George lit the candles on the birthday cake and inquired, “Want to make a wish?”

Isabelle replied, “No need. Even if I had a wish, I could make it happen on my own. I’ll let you have this wish, if you believe in that sort of thing

George grinned, “I actually do.”

“Share with me,” Isabelle urged.

George met her eyes intensely. I’ve got at least two. I’ll reveal them when they come true.”

He took out his phone and snapped a photo of Isabelle and the cake together.

Then, he cut a slice of cake and offered it to Isabelle, giving her a fork. “Have a taste,” he said softly.

a

sweet?” George inquired.

call it sour, can we?” Isabelle replied.

not like they’re talking about grapes.

a gentle smile

her acupuncture session and took her

Isabelle

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grasped her hand and deposited a circular object in her open palm, remarking, “It’s

sugar.

her mouth, swiftly neutralising

dawn of the fourth day of the medication regimen, Isabelle could see

day dawned, she

eyes, and Isabelle adeptly intercepted

“Are v

better?” George inquired.

silhouette, Isabelle

softly enclosed her petite hand within his broad palm, advising. “Take it slowly,

is always a solution.

seated on the couch in the living room, “Mr. Harris, the

am unfamiliar with this individual,” before glancing at Isabelle, who observed with a

later. Had George not been present, she would have opted to delay her departure until her eyes had fully recuperated, aiming to evade any

was entirely secure, she needn’t fret about reprisals from the members of Dark Shadow.

had planned to leave Jack there for some time to recuperate,

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the topic

a dozen or so cats and dogs,

drizzled softly, while inside the lofty music hall with its soaring spire, Liam sat in the audience,

and George approaching him, Liam raised his

as it spotted Isabelle, it joyfully bounded over, circling her twice before latching

at Liam and then at

it up to?”

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