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

mirror, observing George’s expression. He couldn’t discern anything specific, but it was evident that something was on his mind.

darkened as they drove on.

stopped outside the villa, but George remained seated, just sitting

looked towards the quiet villa.

not at home?

get stood up

been saved from the brink, was earnestly

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go home, Deborah said,

on the bed. “We’ll go home when

It costs several hundred bucks a day. It’s too expensive. I will only drag you down. Where did you get

up in Deborah’s

“I’ll figure

ward, overhearing the conversation between the

she turned and

the neighbourhood, it was already past ten in the evening.

thoughts, she took her time walking

distance, she spotted a Maybach

eyed him from afar,

stood there, just

stiff, his face hidden in the darkness, his expression unseen. The night breeze was chilly.

mind replaying the surveillance footage from the repair shop–Isabelle watching Joshua work on the

he heard a noise and turned to see

approached him and asked, “How long have you

caught a whiff of smoke surrounding him. Taking in George’s appearance, she noticed a weariness she hadn’t seen before, with faint

like he’s been really busy

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

to her surprise, not only did he come, but

the