Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 339 Mr George Get Stood Up Again?

Boss, just give me a word, and I’ll go up and ask him right now Danny trailed behind George like a paparazzo, waiting for Isabelle to give orders.

But after waiting for a while, Isabelle still hadn’t given any orders.

Finished

Isabelle swiped right on the screen, exiting the chat interface with Danny, then scrolled down to find George’s chat.

The chat history was stuck for two days.

The following day at school, Danny leaned in close to Isabelle and whispered, “Boss, did you kill him?”

As they spoke, Danny’s eyes remained during a rendezvous.

, scanning the surroundings like a confidential informant

Isabelle glanced at him. “What’s wrong with you?”

Danny shot her a look. “You didn’t reply to my message last night. Did you go and take care of that cheating duo?” He even mimed, slashing his throat.

Isabelle shrugged. “George’s reputation is getting trashed because of you.

Danny countered, “I saw it myself. Pics don’t lie. I sent you a bunch. Have you checked them?”

He flipped through the photos and showed them to her one by one.

Isabelle said, “Get lost.”

George had worked overtime until midnight last night, finishing a small portion of today’s work in advance, leaving himself sometime in the evening.

At noon, he called home and instructed the family chef to simmer a pot of chicken soup. In the evening. when the chicken soup was delivered, George left the company with it.

After several days apart, he was missing her like crazy.

pulled out his phone to

couldn’t discern anything specific, but it was

sky darkened as they drove on.

but George

he looked

not

George get stood up

saved from the brink, was

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George Get Stood Up Again?

Finished

Deborah said, her heart aching as she looked at her son’s arms, scarred

bed. “We’ll go

It’s too expensive. I will only drag you down. Where did you

in Deborah’s

“I’ll figure

ward, overhearing the conversation between the mother

she turned and walked

got back to the neighbourhood, it was already past ten in the

thoughts, she took her time walking

she spotted a Maybach parked outside,

from afar, slowing her steps.

there, just

stiff, his face hidden in the darkness,

staring at the dark, empty building ahead, his mind replaying the surveillance footage from the

and turned

him and asked, “How

she noticed a weariness she hadn’t seen before, with faint dark circles

been really busy

his tone gentle. “I just got out of the car,”

wouldn’t come, but to her surprise, not only did

told him the gate