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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 tentative

sweet?” George

call it sour, can we?” Isabelle

like they’re talking about grapes.

curved into a gentle smile as he

that evening, Isabelle finished her acupuncture session and took her

ordinary people. Isabelle swallowed it hastily, the

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circular object in her open palm,

sugar.

into her

day of the medication regimen, Isabelle could see

she could see more blurry figures.

before her eyes, and Isabelle adeptly intercepted it with her palm

“Are v

feeling better?”

see a silhouette,

then softly enclosed her petite hand within his broad palm, advising.

always a

words to George seated on the couch in the living room, “Mr. Harris, the butler requested me to convey a

this individual,” before glancing at Isabelle, who observed with a playful grin.

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

she needn’t fret about reprisals from the

some time to recuperate, but Jack insisted on accompanying her

back

the

dogs, was hosting a concert in

Liam sat in the audience, cradling a cat in his arms. The scene

raised his hand, bringing the performance

it spotted Isabelle, it joyfully bounded over, circling her

barked at Liam and then at

up to?” Isabelle inquired.

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