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 phone to check.

He couldn’t discern anything specific, but

as they drove

stopped outside the villa, but George

was puzzled as he looked towards the

Jenkins not

George get stood up

saved from the brink, was earnestly advising

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Finished

and let’s head home, I want to go home, Deborah said, her heart aching as she looked at her son’s arms, scarred with old wounds.

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

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

in

figure

the conversation between the mother and

and walked away.

it was already past ten in the evening.

her time walking towards the villa.

a distance, she spotted a Maybach parked

him from afar, slowing her steps.

just watching

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

stood outside the villa, staring at the dark, empty building ahead, his mind replaying

noise and turned to see Isabelle walking towards him.

him and asked, “How long have you

noticed

he’s been really busy lately.

his tone gentle. “I

wouldn’t come, but to her surprise, not only did he come, but

him the gate