Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 448 Mission

She isaurd a final caution. “Just stay alert, okay?”

With that, she ended the call and wasted no time exiting the hotel, George trailing close behind.

Yves led the way to the collapsed house, where they uncovered the body beneath a coat swarming with flies, the young boy lying in a serene repose.

The blood underneath was starting to cake together..

A surge of anger welled within Yves. “Damn beast!”

He’d long known of Dark Shadow’s ruthlessness, but seeing its aftermath firsthand stirred a storm of curses.

Seth retrieved the shoes near the doorway, passing them to Jim, who tenderly dressed the boy and swathed him in coat before lifting him up.

s own

It was evident that Isabelle had sought refuge here, with the aid of the young boy, for several days.

Throughout the night, Isabelle lay in bed, her gaze fixed on the shadowy ceiling. George hesitating to disturb her.

From the preceding night to this moment, she had scarcely spoken a word.

“His name was Adrian,” she murmured suddenly, her tone gentle. Knowing she rarely referred to him by name, Adrian assumed she had forgotten and gently reminded her multiple times.

Turning towards her, George spoke softly, “I remember. He mentioned his name when we first met.”

“I shouldn’t have dragged him into this, George lamented.

Even if Adrian had grown up scavenging in the slum, enduring a life of destitution, at least he would still be alive.

In the quiet of the room, Isabelle’s sudden movement caught George off guard. He started to rise, concerned for her well–being. “Watch your wound, he cautioned,

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around his waist

mindful of her shoulder injury, cradled her tenderly, lowering his

felt Isabelle’s inner turmoil, sharing in her remorse.

wouldn’t suffice, George pledged, “Once you’re back on

him, and we will

forward two weeks.

activity, the vibrant hubbub of vendors and shoppers filling the

warm winter sun, the marketplace thrived, awash with tents

at a breakfast stall, a young woman lounged casually, basking in the gentle sunlight that bathed her fair features, lending her

gaze drifting lazily over

customers.

her sat a man of imposing stature, towering above the low table

her eyes fell upon the thick patch of beard adorning his face,

hing his sunglasses.

to tidy his beard, securing it

motion before

“Shave it off.”

with a grin, “Nah,

attention wherever he went, his once easily recognizable face

a trade–off he

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a locally distinctive shawl, its vibrant hures

getting on my nerves,

in silence, his

of him as a memento, setting it as her wallpaper without

features and demeanour retaining a certain charm. Even with his altered appearance, he maintained a certain

hesitated briefly before asserting, “Safety comes

Against Dark Shadow, these childish disguises

it”