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.

the message, his mind went blank, short–circuiting for a rare moment.

reread the

body instinctively straightened, and

usual tone, and he understood every word.

straightforward, so direct that it made him felt awkward in front of

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something she would say, but could

deep breath. He spoke to Sam, seated to his left, without

phone and

looked quite

and strode out

the passenger door and sat down. Isabelle wore a calm expression as she sat in the driver’s seat. He asked,

but swallowed the words just in time.

fair cheeks and pink lips, he couldn’t suppress the urge to be intimate

and deal with the consequences

take the blame if it was a mistake. At most, he’d get a cold

already thought about it.

like he was seizing an unexpected

entirely on his ability. With this mentality, he was impatient, diving in quickly and

lack of resistance, even with her hand clutching his suit, felt like a silent response.

if she were grasping more than just his clothes.

it wasn’t a

reaction gave him

her head, fingers threading through her soft hair, the other pulling

immersed himself in the moment, feeling every bit of their intimate

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

her a few more times, only then did he end the kiss.

slight flush

was coupled with those words.

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