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.

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him.

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

neck in a tender moment, George harbored the awareness that intimacy would evade them for a while. He steeled himself for the prospect of

Suddenly, his once familiar paramour became the catalyst for a tumult of emotions, stirring his

said, “You’re not one to

confidence radiating from his demeanor as he awaited her

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

spoke, his tone

without hesitation. “I’ll

cautious movements, Isabelle managed to rise from the bed, mindful of her injury.

hand, assisting her as she slipped

the room into darkness, and

way, George walked a few paces ahead, ensuring Isabelle’s safe passage through

figures traversed the quiet streets of

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echoing softly against the pavernetit.

abode, another figure emerged into the

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

unease settled between them, palpable in

casting a glance to her right.

locked in the darkness, a silent exchange conveying

loomed a sprawling garbage heap, a favored

sifted through by the youngsters with the missing boy

a distance, the pungent

a dilapidated structure, its walls collapsed in