Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 358 Iris

Isabelle declared, “I’m planning to go for the implant.”

Finished

Yves gazed into Isabelle’s captivating eyes, though not as mesmerizing as her former ones, he had grown fond of them over time.

Nodding. Yves assured her, “Just give me a bit, I’ll sort out all the arrangements.”

Meanwhile, it was time for the college entrance exam results to roll out.

Ethan’s results were still pending, but expectations were high, with him anticipated to clinch a spot in the state’s top thirty for science. Spending half a day emulating Isabelle’s previous life, Ethan successfully hacked into the official Taragon City exam website.

Behind him, White Owl and Jack hovered, their eyes fixed on the screen.

White Owl chimed in. “Isn’t this pushing the boundaries? What if we get nabbed?”

His words were like a red flag, signaling trouble.

The firewall of the official Taragon City exam site proved more formidable than that of Norward City. Erhan, lacking finesse, was swiftly caught in the web..

Quickly seeking out George with his laptop. Ethan found a solution.

George, impressed, remarked, “You’re making strides, but you’re just a tad too eager, so you’re prone to slip–ups.”

Discovering Ethan’s knack for computer science and his acquired skills from Isabelle, George took on the role of mentor, personally guiding him instead.

During this phase, Ethan shadowed George, delving into the intricacies of hacking techniques.

Ethan saw his results. 718 points. He was happy with it, since it was just about the score he predicted for himself. He called Isabelle to celebrate.

The next day in Melfrey, Isabelle made her way to Yves‘ parents‘ place, her primary concern being Yves father’s well–being.

her fresh medical license, Isabelle underwent the implantation of the

of her estates in Melfrey–a coastal mansion poised

been brought to life

of ample glass and metal

permeated the air, both inside and out.

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inside, the once–quiet mansion hummed with activity, cleaning robots whirring about.

of the hall, a holographic display materialized, verifying Isabelle’s identity through her iris and

after, a pristine white robotic butler descended from the second floor via an elevator, gliding towards

emanated from the robot’s

taken aback. “Switch back

the prankster, Yves had sneaked his voice into the system when she wasn’t looking; no matter how many times she deleted it, he found a way to sneak it back

upon Isabelle’s return home, it was his

butler complied, “Of course, madam, promptly reverting to its default tone.

mansion gleamed, a haven of

the absence of human presence, one would hardly guess it had sat

her iris, descending to the first basement level via

a gray robot, granting access

with floor–to–ceiling windows framing a stunning vista of the expansive sea, bathed in the brilliance of

muffling the sounds of crashing waves, bestowing upon

chimed in, “Shall I open the

the elevator,

inquired, “Shall I switch on the TV,

it with a

fell

the corridor, Isabelle

room and,