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.

surprise, it was

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

have misread, he reread the message, one word at

straightened, and his heart

usual tone, and he understood every word.

made him felt awkward

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say, but could

spoke to Sam, seated to his left, without

he grabbed his phone and

looked quite

and strode out of the building. Then, he

and sat down. Isabelle wore a calm expression as she

to blurt it out but swallowed the

intimate with

first and

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

already thought about it.

he was seizing an unexpected

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

even with her hand clutching his suit, felt like a

fluttered, as if she were

it wasn’t a

gave him

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

fully immersed himself in the moment, feeling every bit of their intimate connection. For both of them, this seemed the best way to express

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

more times, only then did

Her hand was back on the steering wheel. Except for a slight flush and uneven

composed demeanour was coupled

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