Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 408 Teasing Mr George

The previous system George had installed was just a toy for children. With a few tweaks, Isabelle had upgraded it several levels, making it semi–autonomous.

“D*mmit!” Isabelle cursed under her breath.

The drone accurately flew back to the trunk. Watching the flames burning in the mountains, Isabelle confirmed the trial was successful.

She drove away.

As soon as Isabelle got home, George called.

Clearly, he had listed her as the prime suspect.

Hearing George’s voice and recalling the robot calling her wife with George’s voice, Isabelle’s expression grew complicated.

George asked if she was responsible for the explosion.

Grumpily, Isabelle snapped, “What does that have to do with me?”

She hung up the phone.

It wasn’t George’s fault, but he had to bear the brunt of her frustration.

He held his phone and remembered what Dylan had said about girls: their moods are unpredictable.

The next day, at the Harris Group headquarters.

George was in a meeting when a message came through on his phone.

The rule was to turn off phones during meetings, and their strict chairman always led by example.

But lately, George has been messaging and even taking calls in the middle of meetings.

George reached for his phone on the table.

He didn’t really expect the message to come from Isabelle, given how bad her mood had been last night and how he had innocently taken the blame.

it

George read the message, his mind went blank,

have misread, he reread the message, one word at a time.

instinctively straightened, and his heart raced.

her usual tone, and he understood every word.

that it made him felt awkward in front

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say, but could it

He spoke to Sam, seated to his left,

he grabbed his phone and hurried

looked quite urgent.

and strode out of the building. Then,

down. Isabelle wore a calm expression as she sat in the driver’s

out but

he couldn’t suppress the urge to be intimate with the girl he liked. Without warning, he cupped her head and

first and deal

couldn’t take the blame if it was a mistake. At most, he’d get a cold stare, which

already thought about it.

he was seizing an unexpected windfall.

collect depended entirely on his ability. With this mentality, he was impatient, diving

with her hand clutching his suit, felt

were grasping more

it wasn’t a

reaction gave

her head, fingers threading through her soft hair,

every bit of their intimate connection.

her. His nose rested against her warm cheek. He didn’t pull away immediately, but he brushed

lips against her a few more times, only

flush and uneven breathing, she was as calm as ever. She commanded, “You can go back up now.”

composed demeanour was coupled with

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