Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 454

Chapter 454 Companion

dont matter if she’ka clone She’s still trabelle

Tm starving, let’s hustle. Isabelle declared.

George hoisted her up, grinning. “Got it.”

The pair made their way back to the hotel, grabbed a bite, then resumed their journey.

The rain, unyielding for days, showed no signs of abating.

Having just secured new accommodations after relocating across town, they’d spent two days holed up in the hotel, hoping for a break in the weather.

As the rain finally subsided, the ground remained damp underfoot.

Isabelle slowed her pace, eventually coming to a halt.

Turning to George, she announced, “I’m craving grapes.”

“There’s a fruit stand back on the street we just passed; want me to grab some?” George suggested.

“You go,” Isabelle replied.

“By myself?” George clarified.

“I don’t feel like walking.” Isabelle teased..

“I’ll carry you there,” George offered.

“Just go,” Isabelle insisted, waving him off.

George looked at her, still not moving.

Isabelle didn’t act any differently than usual. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

a second. I’ll be

“Yeah.”

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hesitated the

he left, Ibelle

ins arrived and unfamiliar with the neighbourhood, she wandered towards quieter streets until she found

Isabelle called

sharp features and

Jacques or Storm Shadow; it was Storm Shadow’s clone–a presence that

ominously, the air

of rain.

dotted the ground, reflecting the two figures confronting

a glint of cold steel in hand, poised for

attack.

a tense stance, he focused solely

with her hands in her coat pockets, regarding the clone with an absence of

she saw beyond the

seemed to catch something in her look, hesitating to

can’t win? Clones may lack emotion, but they aren’t mere automatons. Aren’t you afraid of death, of risking your life like this?” Isabelle’s tone was gentle,

words weren’t directed at the clone; they were meant

at her but

clones could

respond. Isabelle smiled to herself. “Well.

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1. That’s just

a composed demeanour. Tabelle withdrew her hand from her pocket, revealing a dagger. Let’s finish

wind tugged

narrowed his eyes and lunged at

drowning out the sounds of their battle on

the ground, staining the water with a pool of crimson–the blood of an

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