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.

his surprise, it was from Isabelle.

message, his mind went blank, short–circuiting for

must have misread, he reread the message, one word at a

body instinctively straightened, and his

tone, and he understood every word.

that it made him felt awkward

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she would say, but could

Sam, seated to his left, without showing any emotion on his face, “You

grabbed his phone and

looked quite

adjusted his clothes and

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

was about to blurt it out but swallowed the words

at her fair cheeks and pink lips, he couldn’t suppress the urge to be intimate with the girl he liked. Without warning, he cupped her

to kiss first and deal with

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

thought about it.

he was

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

even with her hand clutching his suit, felt like a silent

if she were grasping more than just his

it wasn’t a mistake?

gave

his movements, one hand cradling her head, fingers threading through her soft hair,

of their intimate connection. For both of them,

her. His nose rested against her warm cheek. He didn’t pull away immediately, but he brushed his lips against hers as if to

lips against her a few more times, only

away. Her hand was back on the steering wheel. Except for a slight flush and uneven breathing, she was as calm

demeanour was coupled with those

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