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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.

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

him.

moment, Jack the dog returned, carrying a

trouser leg to Isabelle, its tail wagging furiously like a

not as grand as its

around for a couple of

it had been

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

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

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309 The First

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

he arrived that evening, Isabelle

went upstairs to find her.

open not for Isabelle’s convenience but for

George still

Finished

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

held the detachable showerhead to wet her hair.

took the showerhead from her, and George was already standing by

on the showerhead and handed

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

about the temperature, he washed her hair

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

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

the lather was exquisitely delicate. As he gazed at her fair, glistening nape

away the foam, shut off the shower,

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

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

lowered 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 dense strands and towel, creating the illusion of an even tinier visage.

to a halt entirely, his lips slightly parted,

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