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.

a

sweet?” George inquired.

sour,

they’re

curved into a gentle smile as he lowered

her acupuncture session and took

ordinary people. Isabelle swallowed it hastily, the acrid taste tangling

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circular object in her open palm, remarking, “It’s

sugar.

the sugar into her mouth, swiftly neutralising the bitterness.

day of the medication regimen,

sixth day dawned, she could see

and Isabelle adeptly intercepted it with her

“Are v

better?” George inquired.

silhouette, Isabelle responded.

hand within his broad palm,

always a

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 with

individual,” before

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

she needn’t fret about reprisals from the members of Dark Shadow.

some time to recuperate,

back

Liam and broached the topic of returning to Cheshian.

cats and dogs,

its soaring spire, Liam sat in the audience, cradling a cat

his hand, bringing

nestled by Liam’s feet, was engrossed in the music. As soon as it spotted Isabelle, it joyfully bounded over, circling her twice before latching

and then at

up to?”

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