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.

said, “I

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at him. her face inscrutable.

a sense of cautious anticipation. “You might not see it my way, but… His lips brushed

moment, George harbored the awareness that intimacy would evade them for

leaving him unsettled and disquieted for days. Suddenly, his once familiar paramour became the catalyst for a tumult of emotions, stirring his heart and compelling him to seek solace, even at the peril of his

said, “You’re not one to fear

all.” His gaze met hers, a calm confidence radiating from his demeanor as he awaited her verdict, a subtle smile playing at the corners

her gaze, feigning disinterest as her attention drifted to the shattered window, her voice

as he spoke, his tone

in without hesitation. “I’ll

managed to rise from the bed, mindful of her injury. As long as she avoided aggravating the wound, she could manage

lent a helping hand, assisting her as

the lights, plunging the room into

George walked a few paces ahead, ensuring Isabelle’s

darkness, two figures traversed

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echoing softly against the

another figure emerged

slum stretched out before them as George guided them toward the market. Yet, as they neared the outskirts, their search yielded no sign of the elusive ligure they

of unease settled between them, palpable in the air.

glance to her

locked in the darkness, a silent

eastern edge of the slum loomed a sprawling garbage heap, a favored haunt

youngsters with the

distance, the pungent odor assaulted their

dilapidated structure,