Resurrecting the Genius Within

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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.

took a

it sweet?” George inquired.

exactly call it sour, can we?” Isabelle replied.

they’re talking about grapes.

gentle smile as he lowered his

her acupuncture

of alternative medicine isn’t suitable for ordinary people. Isabelle swallowed

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and deposited a circular object

sugar.

her mouth, swiftly neutralising the bitterness.

medication regimen, Isabelle could see shifting shadows and even

day dawned, she could see more blurry figures.

eyes, and Isabelle adeptly

“Are v

better?”

a silhouette, Isabelle

his broad palm, advising. “Take it slowly, no need to hurry.”

is always a solution.

ajar door and entered, directing her words to George seated on the couch in the living room, “Mr. Harris, the butler requested me to convey a message. Mr. Smith’s daughter, Alice, wishes to speak

his polished demeanour, George responded, “I am unfamiliar with this individual,” before glancing at Isabelle, who observed with

to return to Cheshian two days later. Had George not been present, she would have opted

place was entirely secure, she needn’t fret about reprisals from the members of

there for some time to recuperate, but

back

found Liam and broached the

or so cats and dogs, was hosting a

with its soaring spire, Liam sat in the audience, cradling a cat in his arms. The scene resembled a painting

his hand,

by Liam’s feet, was engrossed in the music. As soon as it spotted Isabelle, it

and then

it up to?” Isabelle

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