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Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 309 The First Time

Yet, George merely grinned and stayed quiet.

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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.

actually need help. Otherwise, he

him.

the dog returned, carrying

its tail wagging furiously like a spinning fan.

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 here was

result, it moped around for a couple of

been since arriving at its

didn’t

to Jack the human. Jack glanced at it,

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Isabelle’s place. This routine had persisted for four or five days in

that evening, Isabelle was in

upstairs to find

not for Isabelle’s convenience but for the case of access for

open, George still knocked before

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

held the detachable showerhead to wet her

out and took the showerhead from her, and George was

released her grip on the showerhead

his hand, 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

didn’t flinch or complain about the temperature, he washed her

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

of millions. He was gentle and careful as he worked

fingers, and the sensation of the lather was exquisitely delicate. As

off the shower, and placed it back

a plush towel from the cabinet and wrapped her damp hair with it. Isabelle stood tall, meeting his

only her delicate face remained visible. George employed his sizable hands,

her

the water, her damp hair cascading down,

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

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