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 a rare

misread, he reread the message, one word at

and his heart raced.

was her usual tone, and

that it made him felt awkward in

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she would say, but could it be a typo?

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

his phone and

quite urgent.

out of the elevator. He adjusted his clothes and strode out of the building. Then, he spotted

calm expression as she sat in

blurt it out but swallowed the

intimate with the girl

decided to kiss first and

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

already thought about it.

bit like he was seizing an unexpected windfall.

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

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

if she were grasping

it wasn’t a mistake?

reaction gave

hand cradling her head, fingers threading through her soft

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

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

against her a few more times, only then

wheel. Except for a slight flush and uneven breathing, she was as

demeanour was coupled with

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