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.

George pulled out his phone to check.

George’s expression. He couldn’t discern

as they drove

but George remained

was puzzled as he looked towards the

not at

get stood

the hospital, Deborah, who had been saved from the

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Finished

want to go home, Deborah said, her heart aching as she looked at her

“We’ll

bucks a day. It’s too expensive. I will only drag you down. Where did you get so much money

in

responded, “I’ll figure

the ward, overhearing the conversation

she turned and walked

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

her thoughts, she took her time walking towards the villa.

Maybach parked outside, with George standing nearby.

him from afar, slowing

just watching

moonlight, he stood tall and stiff, his face hidden in the

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

heard a noise and turned to see Isabelle walking

and asked, “How long

a whiff of smoke surrounding him. Taking in George’s appearance, she noticed a weariness she

like he’s been

at the girl in front of him, his tone gentle.

surprise, not only did he come, but he also

the gate code.