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.

and George pulled out his phone

glanced at the man in the rearview mirror, observing George’s expression. He couldn’t discern anything specific, but it was evident that

sky darkened as they drove

but George remained

as he looked towards the

Miss Jenkins not

stood

had been saved from the brink, was

1/3

Get

Finished

the treatment, and let’s head home, I want to go home, Deborah said, her heart

sat quietly on the bed. “We’ll go

hundred bucks a day. It’s too expensive. I will only drag you

welled up in Deborah’s

responded, “I’ll figure

overhearing the conversation between the mother

and walked

it was already past ten in

her time walking towards the

Maybach

him from afar, slowing

there, just

hidden in the darkness, his expression unseen.

empty building ahead, his mind replaying the surveillance footage from the

a noise and turned to see Isabelle walking towards him.

him and asked, “How long

George’s appearance, she noticed a weariness she

he’s been really

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

come, but to her surprise, not only did he come,

him the