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.

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

as they drove on.

villa, but George remained seated, just sitting

as he looked

Miss Jenkins not at

stood

hospital, Deborah, who had been saved from the brink, was earnestly advising her son.

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stop the treatment, and let’s head home, I want to go home, Deborah said, her heart aching as she looked at her son’s arms, scarred

sat quietly on the bed. “We’ll go home

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

up in

responded, “I’ll figure

the ward, overhearing the conversation

and walked

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

she took her time

Maybach parked outside, with George standing

eyed him from afar, slowing her

there, just watching

stiff, his face hidden in the darkness, his expression unseen. The

at the dark, empty building ahead, his mind replaying the surveillance footage from the repair shop–Isabelle watching Joshua work on the car.

heard a noise and turned

him and asked, “How long have

Taking in George’s appearance, she noticed a weariness she hadn’t seen before, with faint dark

he’s been really busy

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

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

him the