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

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

the message,

instinctively straightened, and

usual tone, and he

message was straightforward, so direct that it made him felt awkward in front

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like something she would say, but could it be a

seated to his left, without

grabbed his phone and

quite urgent.

his clothes and

down. Isabelle wore a calm expression as she sat

but swallowed the

urge to be intimate with

decided to kiss first and deal with

it was a mistake. At most,

thought about it.

like he was seizing

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

her hand clutching his suit, felt like a silent

if she were grasping more than

it wasn’t a mistake?

gave him confidence.

fingers threading through her soft hair, the other

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

He didn’t pull away immediately, but

her a few more

away. Her hand was back on the steering wheel. Except for a slight flush and uneven

composed demeanour was coupled with

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