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

read the message, his mind went blank,

reread the message,

body instinctively straightened, and

tone, and he understood every

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

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Finished

would say, but could it

his left, without showing any emotion on his

his phone and

looked quite

adjusted his clothes and strode out of

Isabelle wore a calm expression as she sat

was about to blurt it out but swallowed the

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

and

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

already thought

bit like he was seizing

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

with her hand clutching

were grasping more

wasn’t

gave him confidence.

his movements, one hand cradling her head, fingers threading through her soft hair,

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

cheek. He didn’t pull away immediately, but he brushed his lips against hers as if to comfort

more times,

Except for a slight flush

coupled with those words.

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