Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genis

Chapter 412 George’s Contact

Your new car?

Poor Tony was puzzled.

Firmhed

Tony exclaimed, I’m asking for my stuff back, you thief! If you don’t return it, don’t blame me for being ruder

Isabelle was about to enter the elevator. Tony reached out to grab her shoulder, but she dodged as if she had eyes in the back of her head.

With a swift side step, Isabelle evaded his hand and delivered a kick. She didn’t use her full strength, but it was enough to make Tony’s eyes bulge out as he clutched his stomach, slowly kneeling to the ground.

Isabelle stood in the elevator and demanded, “You can return my car, or I’ll take one of your buddy’s hands

Tony writhed in pain on the floor. He grumbled, “With such a vicious temper, you’ll never find a boyfriend!

Tony stormed out of the hotel, intending to steal his car back. After searching the area, he couldn’t find it

Frustrated, he was about to return to the hotel to confront Isabelle.

He was receiving a phone call at the time.

When he saw the caller ID, Tony’s lazy, rebellious attitude instantly vanished.

He answered the call.

The person on the other line mentioned his boss’s name and a request for explosives.

Tony almost immediately stood at attention. Lowering his voice, he respectfully said, “Ms. Jenkins, right?”

The temperature dropped quickly, and by evening, it was quite cold.

Near the boxing arena, there was a small tavern. Tony sat by the window, waiting for someone. Outside, he saw Isabelle arrive in her ‘new car.

Tony touched the injury on his face.

“She must be quite connected with the boxing arena.”

time to reclaim his car. To his surprise, Isabelle walked straight into the tavern and

Their eyes met.

this is my guy.

phone, Isabelle

sure.

412 George’s

the other hand.

This thought boom,

in a new light.

if Isabelle had taken a

and he began to look at

business

don’t have time to

“Where’s

confused. “What

said, “My last

straight, he

started to

Cheshian, “Are you Ms. Jenkins?”

responded, “You speak

stupidly, “Yes, I

“Where’s

daze, Tony quickly pushed a black suitcase at his feet towards Isabelle. His mind still trying to process everything.

the suitcase slightly and peeked

stammered, “You’re so

stared at him.

mean, I thought you’d be a mature woman.”

unsure what to

I didn’t expect you to be a young

handle George’s business

to tell the truth, “No, I don’t handle the

asked,

snapped out of it,

one of ours. The car team is just a

tonight, I’ll return your car in perfect