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.

in, and George pulled out his phone to check.

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

as they

villa, but

puzzled as he looked towards the quiet villa.

Jenkins not at home?

George get stood up

saved from the brink, was earnestly advising her son.

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to go home, Deborah said, her heart aching as she

sat quietly on the bed. “We’ll go

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

welled up in Deborah’s eyes.

figure

ward, overhearing the conversation

she turned and walked

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

she took her time walking

a Maybach parked outside, with

afar, slowing her

stood there, just watching him.

hidden in

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

he heard a noise and turned to see

him and asked, “How long have you

surrounding him. Taking in George’s appearance, she noticed a weariness she hadn’t seen before, with faint dark circles under his eyes, and

he’s been

him, his tone gentle.

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