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

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

darkened as they drove on.

but George remained seated, just

looked

Jenkins not

stood up again?

saved from the

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and let’s head home, I want to go home, Deborah said, her

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

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

welled up in Deborah’s

figure it

the conversation between the mother and son.

she turned and walked away.

neighbourhood, it was already past ten in the

her

a Maybach parked

eyed him from afar,

just watching him.

the moonlight, he stood tall and stiff, his face hidden in the darkness, his expression unseen. The night breeze was chilly.

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

heard a noise and turned to see Isabelle

approached him and asked, “How long have

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

like he’s been really busy lately.

of him, his tone gentle. “I just

but to her surprise, not only did he come, but he also waited at the door for her

him the gate