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 to

the rearview mirror, observing George’s expression. He couldn’t discern anything specific, but it was

sky darkened as they drove on.

the villa, but George remained

puzzled as he looked

Miss Jenkins not at

get stood

had been saved from the

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

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

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

welled up in Deborah’s

responded, “I’ll figure it out.”

outside the ward, overhearing the conversation between the mother and

and

back to the neighbourhood, it

she took her time walking towards

distance, she spotted a Maybach parked outside, with George standing nearby.

afar, slowing her steps.

just watching

in the

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

turned to see Isabelle walking

asked, “How long have you been waiting?”

noticed a

like he’s been

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

did he come, but he

him the