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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 help. Otherwise,

him.

Jack the dog returned, carrying a trouser

its tail wagging furiously like a spinning fan.

a life of luxury, Jack the dog didn’t fancy its new home, which was not as grand as its previous abode. The only thing it found joy in

a result, it moped around for

happiest it had been since

Isabelle couldn’t see it, so she didn’t take

glanced at it,

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The

routine had persisted for four or

that evening, Isabelle

went upstairs to find her.

Isabelle’s convenience but for the case of access

was open, George still knocked

Finished

he glanced further, he noticed that the bathroom

the detachable showerhead

the showerhead from her, and George was already standing

showerhead and handed it to

finding it a bit cool, so he adjusted it slightly higher. Then, he positioned his hand in front of the showerhead, allowing the water to flow over it

about the temperature, he washed her hair with

washing a girl’s hair, and this intimate act

worth hundreds of millions. He was gentle and careful as he worked the shampoo through her hair.

silky strands flowed between his fingers, and the sensation of the lather was exquisitely delicate. As he gazed at her

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

from the cabinet and wrapped her damp hair with it. Isabelle stood tall,

hands, along with the towel, to softly dry

lowered her gaze.

her intently, George’s actions unconsciously slowed down. The towel soaked up the majority of the water, her damp hair cascading down, her petite face hidden beneath the

lips slightly parted, a hint

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