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

the message, his mind went

must have misread, he reread the message, one word at

body instinctively straightened, and his heart

her usual tone, and

so direct that it made

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sounded like something she would say, but

to his left, without showing

grabbed his phone

looked quite urgent.

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

she sat in the driver’s seat. He asked, “Did you

blurt it out but swallowed the words just

urge to be intimate with the girl he

and deal

it was a mistake. At most, he’d get

already thought

bit like he was seizing

on his ability. With this

with her hand clutching his suit, felt like a silent

as if she were grasping more than just his

wasn’t a

reaction gave

cradling her head, fingers threading through her soft hair,

immersed himself in the moment, feeling every bit of their intimate connection. For both of

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

more times, only then did he

turned her face away. Her hand was back on the steering wheel. Except for a slight flush

coupled with those

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