Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 441 A High Price Kiss

The girl’s body stiffened, and in the next moment, she closed her eyes.

Finished

George watched her tightly clenched jawline, a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth as he thought. Indeed, she’s only bold with her words.

George changed the water in the basin and helped her wipe her legs before saying, “I’ll take a bath, you can go to sleep first.”

These words truly left room for imagination.

He was covered in sweat as he carried the water inside and headed for the bath.

The adjacent room to this small house was a water room. It was called a water room, but in reality, it was nothing more than a wall separating a bathing area. There wasn’t even a door, and of course, the entrance didn’t face inward towards the room.

Isabelle closed her eyes, listening to the sound of George taking a bath. She muttered a curse under her breath and then fell asleep.

George’s kiss came at a high price. Although Isabelle didn’t confront him about it at the time, she made him pay the next day.

Her tone, which was ten degrees colder and sharp as a knife, along with her glare, left George at a loss.

He immediately retreated to his original position–well, their relationship was still neck–up only.

George had been dazzled by her beauty and seeing Isabelle shy for the first time. made him lose control. He just couldn’t resist in that moment.

However, in that awkward moment, Isabelle felt like George was just trying to get back at her and mess with her on purpose.

It really embarrassed her.

If George knew what Isabelle was thinking, he’d definitely use all his language skills to explain that he just wanted to kiss her and wasn’t trying to get revenge or tease

her.

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he told George it was really dangerous outside. He heard adults say that a lot of people were killed in the neighbouring town, and it was on the news, so

little boy, scared of the coming war, suggested

should go back to their own home where it would be

once again enveloped the

squatted outside the small house, eating a chocolate cookie he bought with the payment

in front of him

darkness to go

the boy to

against the door, peeking inside at Isabelle. This Ardon woman was the most

if all Ardon women were as fair and beautiful as she was and if she, like her husband,

light was off, and it was pitch black, so he

a tall, thin man appeared and called out to

boy, startled, turned to look at

was his

he wasn’t inside at this late

chocolate behind his back and mumbled, “I’ll go inside soon.”

recently. I thought you sold your grandpa’s house.

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up and down with disdain. “You? Able to get money? Show me

boy shook his head.

Then what are you

from his uncle, the boy was a bit scared and weakly said while hiding the chocolate cookie, “A

heard the argument

ability to make money and support yourself, your grandpa’s crib is mine now.” The man swaggered up, shoving the boy blocking

My dump couldn’t fit a

to stand in front of the door, arms stretched out. “This is the house my

at the boy’s head. “I’m your uncle, and I’m saying

stood his ground.

tried to push him, but the boy dropped the cookie and clung tightly to the walls