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.

came in, and George pulled

couldn’t

sky darkened as

outside the villa, but George remained seated, just sitting there.

as he looked towards the quiet

Jenkins not at

George get stood up again?

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

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home, I want to go home, Deborah said, her heart

bed. “We’ll go home when

It’s too expensive. I will only drag you down. Where

up in

responded, “I’ll figure it out.”

overhearing the conversation between the mother and

turned and walked

it was already past ten in

her time

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

from afar, slowing

just watching

the moonlight, he stood tall and stiff, his face hidden in

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

turned to see Isabelle walking

approached him and asked, “How long

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

been really

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

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

the