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.

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

him.

carrying a trouser leg in its

Isabelle, its tail wagging furiously like a spinning

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

moped around for a couple of

been since arriving at its new home.

didn’t take the trouser

glanced at it, seeing no blood on the trouser leg,

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The First

This routine had persisted for four or

Isabelle was in her room.

upstairs to find her.

but for the case

the door was open, George still knocked before entering

Finished

he noticed that the bathroom door was open. Isabelle stood

detachable showerhead to

the showerhead from her, and George

grip on the showerhead and

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 and onto her head.

or complain about the temperature, he washed her hair with

a girl’s hair, and this intimate

than signing a contract worth hundreds of millions. He

and the sensation of the lather was exquisitely delicate. As he gazed at her fair,

the foam, shut off the shower, and placed it back

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

employed his sizable hands, along with the towel, to softly

lowered her gaze.

up the majority of the water, her damp hair cascading

motions came to a halt entirely, his lips slightly parted, a hint