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.

actually

him.

returned, carrying a trouser leg in its mouth.

leg to Isabelle, its tail wagging furiously

was not as

around for

marked the happiest it had been since arriving

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

Jack glanced at it, seeing no blood on

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had persisted for four

he arrived that evening, Isabelle was

went upstairs to find

for Isabelle’s convenience but for the case of access for

door was open, George still

Finished

he heard the sound of running water. As he glanced further, he noticed that the

detachable showerhead to wet

and took the showerhead from her, and George was

showerhead and handed

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

temperature, he washed her hair with

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

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

delicate. As he gazed at her fair, glistening

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

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

visible. George employed his sizable hands, along with the towel, to softly dry her lengthy locks, his attention transitioning gradually

her gaze.

the majority of the water, her damp hair cascading down, her petite face hidden beneath the dense strands

to a halt entirely, his lips slightly parted,