Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 437 Shabby Cramped House

The addition of Yves and Jim’s group effectively concealed the whereabouts of George and Isabelle, making it more diflicult for the members of the Dark Shadow to track them down.

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The operatives of the Dark Shadow had to proceed with even greater caution. The backgrounds of these two individuals were far from simple, and unless absolutely necessary, the Dark Shadow preferred not to engage them directly.

They certainly didn’t want to risk their elite members against them.

Their primary target was Isabelle..

The Dark Shadow’s crew not only gotta hunt down Isabelle but also watch their backs in case they bump into Yves and his gang.

Yves insisted on keeping Seth and Lawrence close while they waited for George to make a move.

But despite waiting and waiting, there’s still no word from George.

But the Dark Shadow’s crew hadn’t withdrawn yet, meaning their job wasn’t over, and Isabelle was safe.

Little does Yves know, there were two close calls where he and Isabelle almost crossed paths.

Yves was getting uneasy.

And George was probably feeling even worse.

After encountering the Dark Shadow’s members at the inn and successfully fighting them off, George, along with Isabelle, split up with Seth and Lawrence to continue hiding.

They had been evading and hiding all the way, travelling through multiple cities and towns, crisscrossing the vast country of Etreau, and constantly dodging encounters with the Dark Shadow.

It had been a rough journey, and you can imagine how much Isabelle had suffered.

It was like her wounds barely started healing yesterday, only to burst open again today. Before her fever subsides, another one springs up.

shoulder has already started to inflame and fester.

seeing Isabelle still unconscious. His own mental defences were about to crumble before

wheel with Isabelle in the backseat, freshly stitched

the lookout for another hiding spot, driving into

to Kalandria,

the car stalled and came to a stop.

trying to staft it up

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ed thus,

the windshield, aiming

glint—a reflection from a sniper

a jolt of

in the passenger seat took a bullet to the head.

window, pierced through the hoodie of the dummy’s head, and continued through

into the back seat and carried Isabelle out of the

he had prepared a decoy to throw off

for his accomplice to

the car, not daring to poke

up the car’s gas tank. Using the explosion

George stuck inside the store with

Yves and his crew swooped

the sniper lurking in the shadows, while Yves’s crew intercepted the killers trying to enter the shop, leading

around and locked eyes with Yves across

he hurriedly left with Isabelle

them go, itching to follow and check on

woke up on

ceiling, the surroundings even more dilapidated than the old house she used to live

in the air, something she couldn’t quite put

place is a massive