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 from Isabelle.

went blank,

the message, one

instinctively straightened, and

tone, and he understood every word.

that it made him felt

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would say, but

to his left, without showing any emotion on his

phone

looked quite urgent.

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

and sat down. Isabelle wore a calm expression as she sat

to blurt it out but swallowed the words just in

the urge to be intimate with the girl

to kiss first and deal

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

thought about it.

bit like he was seizing an unexpected windfall.

ability. With this mentality, he was

of resistance, even with her hand clutching his suit, felt like a

as if she were

wasn’t

gave

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

their intimate connection. For both of them, this seemed the best

warm cheek. He didn’t pull away immediately,

few more times, only then did he end the

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

was coupled with those words.

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