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.

message, his mind went blank, short–circuiting for

misread, he reread the message, one word

body instinctively straightened, and his heart raced.

usual tone, and he understood

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

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would say, but could it be

a deep breath. He spoke to Sam, seated to his left, without showing any emotion on his face, “You lead

his phone and hurried out.

quite

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

as she sat in the driver’s seat. He asked, “Did you mean to send that

but swallowed the words just in

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

and deal with

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

already thought about

like he was seizing an unexpected

With this mentality, he was impatient, diving

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

if she were grasping more than

wasn’t

reaction gave him

hand cradling her head, fingers threading through her

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

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

against her a few more times, only then

on the steering wheel. Except for a slight flush and uneven

composed demeanour was coupled with those words.

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