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

mirror, observing George’s expression. He couldn’t discern anything specific, but

sky darkened as they drove on.

villa, but

he looked towards the

not

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

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

It costs several hundred bucks a day. It’s too expensive. I will only drag you down. Where did

welled up in Deborah’s

responded, “I’ll figure it

the conversation

turned and

got back to the neighbourhood, it was already past ten

she took her time walking towards

a Maybach parked outside, with George

him from afar, slowing

there, just watching

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

the dark, empty building ahead, his mind replaying the surveillance footage from the repair shop–Isabelle watching

heard a noise and turned to see Isabelle walking

asked, “How long have

in George’s appearance, she noticed a weariness

like he’s been

front of him, his tone gentle.

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

him the