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.

Jack’s actions suggested that Danny didn’t actually need help. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have

him.

moment, Jack the dog returned, carrying a trouser

trouser leg to Isabelle, its tail

not as grand as

moped around for a couple

moment marked the happiest it had been since arriving at its

so she didn’t take the trouser leg from its

trouser leg to Jack the human. Jack glanced at it, seeing no blood on the trouser leg, and paid it no

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routine had persisted for four or five days in a

he arrived that evening, Isabelle

went upstairs

left open not for Isabelle’s convenience but for the case of

the door was open, George still knocked

Finished

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

the detachable showerhead to wet her

large hand reached out and took the showerhead from her, and George was already standing by

released her grip on the showerhead and

so he adjusted it slightly higher. Then, he positioned his hand in front of the

the temperature, he washed her hair with a sense of relief.

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

of millions. He was gentle and careful as he worked the shampoo

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

away the foam, shut off the shower, and placed it back in its spot.

the cabinet and wrapped her damp hair with

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

lowered her gaze.

unconsciously slowed down. The towel soaked up the majority of the water, her damp hair cascading down, her petite face hidden beneath the dense strands and towel, creating the

lips slightly parted, a hint of