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 check.

in the rearview mirror, observing George’s expression. He couldn’t discern anything

darkened as they

stopped outside the villa, but George

as he looked

Jenkins not at

stood up again?

hospital, Deborah, who had been saved from the brink, was earnestly

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Finished

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

bed. “We’ll go home

costs several hundred bucks a day. It’s too expensive.

up in

figure it out.”

the ward, overhearing the

and walked

it was already

thoughts, she took her

spotted a Maybach parked outside,

from afar,

just

moonlight, he stood tall and stiff, his face hidden in the darkness, his expression unseen. The night breeze was chilly.

at the dark, empty building ahead, his mind replaying the surveillance footage from the repair shop–Isabelle watching

he heard a noise and turned to

asked, “How long have

noticed a weariness she hadn’t seen before, with faint dark circles under his eyes, and he looked thinner.

been really busy lately.

him, his tone gentle. “I just got

messaged George, thinking he wouldn’t come, but to her surprise, not only did he come, but he also waited at the door for her for

him the gate code.