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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

call it sour, can we?”

not like they’re talking

gentle smile as he lowered his

Isabelle finished her acupuncture session and took her medicine.

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

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circular object in her

sugar.

her mouth, swiftly

regimen, Isabelle could see shifting shadows

the sixth day dawned, she could

his hand before her eyes, and Isabelle

“Are v

better?”

silhouette, Isabelle responded.

hand within his broad palm, advising. “Take it slowly, no

always a

entered, directing her words to George seated on the couch in the living room, “Mr. Harris, the

unfamiliar with this individual,” before glancing at Isabelle, who

present, she would have opted to delay her departure until her eyes had fully recuperated, aiming to evade any potential trouble during her

she needn’t fret about reprisals from the members

there for some time to

back

the topic

by a dozen or so cats and dogs, was hosting a concert in his own castle.

its soaring spire, Liam sat in the

Isabelle and George approaching him, Liam raised his hand, bringing the performance to an abrupt

was engrossed in the music. As soon as it spotted Isabelle, it joyfully bounded over, circling her twice before

at Liam and

it up to?” Isabelle inquired.

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