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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.

Danny didn’t actually need help. Otherwise,

him.

dog returned, carrying

Isabelle, its tail wagging furiously like

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

moped around for a couple of days.

been since arriving at its new home.

so she didn’t take the trouser leg

then offered the trouser leg to Jack the human. Jack glanced at it, seeing no blood on the

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to Isabelle’s place. This routine had persisted for four

Isabelle was

went upstairs to find

but for the case of access for Jack the

George still

Finished

he glanced further, he noticed that the bathroom door was open. Isabelle stood bent over the sink, washing her

detachable showerhead to

from her, and George was already standing by her side.

on the showerhead

his hand, finding it a bit cool, so he adjusted it slightly higher. Then, he

Isabelle didn’t flinch or complain about the temperature, he washed her hair with a sense of

his first time washing a girl’s hair, and this intimate act made his

of millions. He

the lather was exquisitely delicate. As he gazed

the foam, shut off the shower, and

towel from the cabinet and wrapped her damp hair with it. Isabelle

her head covered by the towel, only her delicate face remained visible. George employed his sizable hands, along

her gaze.

cascading down, her petite face hidden beneath the dense strands and towel, creating the illusion of

motions came to a halt entirely, his lips slightly parted, a hint of warm breath

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