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

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

darkened as

the villa, but George remained seated, just sitting

looked towards the

Miss Jenkins not at

stood up

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

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want to go home, Deborah said, her heart aching as she looked at her son’s arms, scarred

“We’ll go home when you’ve recovered.”

too expensive. I will only drag you down. Where did you get so much money

welled up in Deborah’s eyes.

figure

stood outside the ward, overhearing the conversation between the

turned and walked away.

neighbourhood, it was already past ten

took her time walking towards

a Maybach

him from afar, slowing her

stood there, just

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

mind replaying the surveillance footage

and turned to see

approached him and asked, “How

noticed a

like he’s been really busy

in front of him, his tone gentle. “I just got out of the

not only did he come, but he also waited at

the