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

George read the message, his mind went blank, short–circuiting for a rare

the message, one

straightened, and

usual tone, and he understood every

that it made him felt awkward in front of his subordinates.

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she would say, but could it be

left, without showing

his phone

quite urgent.

his clothes and strode out of the building. Then, he spotted Isabelle’s car.

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

was about to blurt it out but swallowed the words just in time.

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

and

if it was a mistake. At most, he’d get a

thought

bit like he was seizing an unexpected windfall.

his ability. With this mentality, he was

lack of resistance, even with her hand clutching his

were grasping more than just

it wasn’t a mistake?

reaction gave

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

their intimate connection. For

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

rubbed his lips against her a few more times,

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

composed demeanour was coupled with

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