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 out

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

as they

but George

puzzled as he looked towards

not

get stood

saved from the brink,

1/3

Get

Finished

home, Deborah said, her heart aching as she

quietly on the bed. “We’ll go

too expensive. I will only

in Deborah’s eyes.

“I’ll figure

stood outside the ward, overhearing the conversation

and

Isabelle got back to the neighbourhood, it was already

she took her

a Maybach parked outside, with George standing nearby.

afar,

just watching

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

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

he heard a noise and turned to see Isabelle

him and asked, “How long

she got closer, she caught a whiff of smoke surrounding him. Taking in George’s appearance, she noticed a weariness she hadn’t

been really

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

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

the