Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 396 Are You Alright?

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Jim yawned. “I’m alright, just feeling drained from assisting my friend with a couple of patients these past few days. I even nodded off while chatting with Joshua earlier. It’s kind of embarrassing. Looks like I’m aging and can’t keep pace like before.

“Isabelle, you’re at the perfect age for dating. I reckon Joshua is quite decent, good–looking, and with a pleasant personality.

“Why the worry? You’re in your prime. What could be better than a delightful romance with a charming guy? It’d bring you happiness and could also aid his condition. It’s a win–win situation.

“He mentioned to me that he owes his survival to you alone. Otherwise, he might have acted foolishly long ago.”

While Jim and Isabelle conversed, there came a sudden knock on the concealed door, followed by it swinging open, revealing Joshua’s figure.

Jim cast a glance in Joshua’s direction. Is there something you need, Joshua?”

Joshua responded, “I left my keys here.”

Jim glanced at the chair where Joshua had been seated and sure enough, saw a set of keys and a folded. paper airplane made from his sketch.

Joshua retrieved the key, unfolded the paper airplane, handed it back to Jim, and uttered an apology. “My bad.”

Jim smiled. “No problem.”

“Care to join me for a meal?” Jim inquired courteously.

“No, thanks.” Joshua took his keys and left.

On the weekend, Joshua headed towards Isabelle’s estate, holding a wrapped cake.

A black Maybach pulled up beside him, and the window rolled down to reveal George’s face.

After a traffic light, George broke the silence. “Is that for her?”

the cake, opting not to dignify George’s mundane question. “I believe she

tone turned severe as he cautioned, “Stay out of my business with

interjected, “Stop stalling, Mr. George. Let’s settle this

thought, Let’s just drag him somewhere and beat him up to alleviate Mr. George’s

asserted, “My assurance stems from her trust in me.”

George’s ever

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for me over you. Did Mr. Harris believe she was merely fatigued and disinterested? Unwilling to

eyes narrowed. “What are you getting at?”

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longstanding acquaintance with my brother, which her friend Jim is aware of too.”

crossed George’s expression.

there was a connection. I underestimated this guy from the beginning

tensed. “And?”

her, I’m more important

was palpable like a

exhibited remarkable composure. “With your brother’s aid, what heights can

it, that’s enough. For someone like you, clinging on so

steering wheel tightly, wishing he could

tightened, his countenance

halted in front of the mansion,

out of

her brow, and before George could approach her,

Joshua,