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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 tentative

it sweet?” George

sour, can we?” Isabelle

they’re talking about

a gentle smile as he

that evening, Isabelle finished her acupuncture session and took her medicine.

medicine isn’t suitable for ordinary people. Isabelle swallowed it hastily,

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grasped her hand and deposited a circular object in her open

sugar.

sugar into her

of the fourth day of the medication regimen, Isabelle could

dawned, she could see more blurry

delicately swayed his hand before her eyes, and Isabelle adeptly intercepted it

“Are v

feeling better?”

a silhouette, Isabelle responded.

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

always a solution.

a servant rapped on the 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 with you, Shall I admit

his polished demeanour, George responded, “I am unfamiliar with this individual,” before

George not been present, she would have opted to delay her

needn’t fret about reprisals from the

planned to leave Jack there for some time to recuperate, but Jack insisted on accompanying

back

broached the topic of returning to

surrounded by a dozen or so cats and dogs, was hosting a concert in his

rain drizzled softly, while inside the lofty music hall with its soaring spire, Liam sat in the audience, cradling a cat in his arms.

his hand, bringing the performance

dog, Jack, nestled by Liam’s feet, was engrossed in the music. As soon as it spotted Isabelle, it joyfully bounded

and then at

to?” Isabelle

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