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

George read the message, his mind went blank,

the message, one word

straightened, and his

usual tone, and

it made him felt awkward in front of his

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she would say, but could it be a

He spoke to Sam, seated to his left, without showing any emotion on his face,

grabbed his phone and hurried

looked quite

walked out of the elevator. He adjusted his clothes and strode out of the

the passenger door and sat down. Isabelle wore a calm expression as she sat in the

blurt it out but swallowed

urge to be intimate with the girl he liked. Without warning, he cupped her head and kissed

kiss first and deal with

it was a mistake. At most, he’d get a cold stare, which he could

already thought about it.

he was seizing an unexpected

With this mentality, he was

with her hand clutching his suit, felt like a silent response.

were grasping more

wasn’t a mistake?

gave him confidence.

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

moment, feeling every bit of their intimate connection. For both of them, this

nose rested against her warm cheek. He didn’t

her a few more times, only

hand was back on the steering wheel. Except for a slight flush and uneven breathing, she was as calm as ever. She commanded, “You

composed demeanour was coupled with those words.

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