Resurrecting the Genius Within

Beborrects the Keith Within

Chapter 446 Ominous

At this rate, I’m going to raise a hunk for the woman I like. The mere thought of that filled him with so much rage, he wanted to crush the boy.

I just set myself up for a rockier path to romance.

That kid might be scrawny, but he’s not bad looking, clean, knows how to make the ladies happy, and he’s straightforward.

Though she knew what he was thinking, Isabelle asked, “What do you mean he’ll be raring to go?”

He’s jealous of that little boy? Wow, he’s petty.

The jealous George said, “You’re smart. You know what I’m trying to say.”

Isabelle mentioned, “He said he wanted to bring you a chocolate cake when he went out to play this afternoon.”

George replied, “I have no craving for his cake. And are you sure he’s not bringing two for you?”

Isabelle remarked, “That little rascal lacks affection. If you agree, he should be eager to call you dad.”

George smiled, his words carrying a subtle suggestion, “If you’re willing to make up for his lack of maternal love, I can accept it.”

Considering Isabelle’s youth, he couldn’t simply ask her to be a mother to the child. It would be inappropriate.

George added, “We can easily arrange where he goes next.”

Isabelle stayed quiet, but subtly revealed a small knife under the blanket by extending her hand slightly.

Seeing the glint of the knife, George fell silent, mesmerized by Isabelle’s fair face, and thought to himself, She’s so cute.

and sincere, he said, “I have a request.”

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at him. her face

cautious anticipation. “You might not see it my way, but… His lips brushed Isabelle’s cheek in a fleeting kiss, a gesture laden with

harbored the awareness that intimacy would

proclamation of affection shattered his equilibrium, leaving him unsettled and disquieted for days. Suddenly, his once familiar paramour became the catalyst

“You’re not one to fear

audacity coursing through him. “Not at all.” His gaze met hers, a calm confidence radiating from his demeanor as he awaited her verdict, a subtle smile playing

Isabelle’s response was evasive. She averted her gaze, feigning disinterest as her attention drifted

gradually faded as he spoke, his tone resolute. “I’ll go look for

in without hesitation. “I’ll come with you.”

her injury. As

a helping hand, assisting her as she

the lights, plunging the room into darkness, and set out into the night.

George walked a few paces ahead, ensuring Isabelle’s safe passage through the dimness.

of darkness, two figures traversed

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footsteps echoing softly

another figure emerged into

guided them toward the market. Yet, as they neared the outskirts, their search yielded no sign of

sense of unease settled between them, palpable

a glance to her

locked in the darkness, a silent exchange conveying

slum loomed a sprawling garbage heap, a favored haunt of the local children.

been thoroughly sifted through by the youngsters with the missing

from a distance, the pungent odor

landfill stood a dilapidated structure, its walls collapsed in disrepair.