Resurrecting the Genius Within

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Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 309 The First Time

Yet, George merely grinned and stayed quiet.

Finished

After realising that the dog shared the name Jack too, Ethan wondered. Did Jack’s earlier look of discontent stem from his name? It wasn’t linked to his injury, right?

His heart felt noticeably lighter.

Following that, George accompanied Ethan back to the school.

After a few days of not hearing from Isabelle, Danny eventually got in touch with her again and decided to skip class to pay her a visit.

To his amazement, the door was not opened by a person, but by a dog.

Danny paused, unsure if it was his booming voice, his looks falling short of the dog’s liking, or his mannerisms resembling those of someone involved in dog trading.

Jack the dog was vigilant, hunkering down with sharp claws poised to attack at any instant.

“Oh, so Isabelle has a dog too.

Unaware of the seriousness of the moment, Danny tried to stroke Jack’s head.

His misguided move resulted in him being pursued by the dog around the neighbourhood for three rounds, with locals hearing his shouts and curse words for the first time ever.

When Isabelle finally descended the stairs, Danny was nowhere to be found.

She asked Jack the human, who had been in the living room. Jack replied, “I didn’t see him.”

How could he have overlooked him? Isabelle had heard Danny’s cry for help reverberating through the house.

actions suggested that Danny didn’t actually need

him.

carrying a

presented the trouser leg to Isabelle, its tail

didn’t fancy its new home, which was not as grand as its previous abode. The only thing

result, it moped around

been

it, so she didn’t take the trouser leg from its mouth.

glanced at it, seeing no blood on the trouser leg, and

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had persisted for four

arrived that evening, Isabelle was in her room.

upstairs to find her.

but for the case of access

the door was open, George still

Finished

water. As he glanced further, he noticed that the bathroom door

held the detachable showerhead to wet

large hand reached out and took the showerhead from her, and

released her grip on the showerhead and handed it

higher. Then, he positioned his hand in front of

he

first time washing a girl’s hair, and this

serious than signing a contract worth hundreds of millions. He was gentle and careful as he worked the shampoo through

and the sensation of the lather was exquisitely delicate. As he gazed at her fair, glistening nape and ears,

care, George washed away the foam, shut off the shower, and placed it back in

the cabinet and wrapped her damp hair

employed his sizable hands, along with the towel, to softly dry her lengthy

lowered her

damp hair cascading down, her petite face hidden beneath the dense

to a halt entirely, his lips slightly parted, a hint of warm breath escaping between