Resurrecting the Genius Within
Chapter 151 Waking Her Up
It felt like he was waiting for the moment when someone would be thrown down.
He heard George’s knock on the door and voices.
But after two minutes, there was still no sound of a fight upstairs. Faintly, he even heard the door opening casually-
What’s going on!
Upstairs.
It wasn’t the bloody scene Jim had imagined.
But it wasn’t all peaceful either–Isabelle just got back on the bed after opening the door, looking at George without expression as he came in.
The two of them exchanged silent glances, and the room became eerily quiet.
After a while, George tried to lighten the mood with a soft, innocent, and apologetic tone, thought you were up.
saying, “I
Having learned from the last time he knocked and knowing that Isabelle could be grumpy in the morning. George had purposely messaged her on his way over.
She had replied, though it was just a single punctuation.
He thought she was awake, but not….
Isabelle stayed silent, not speaking or reacting, still just staring at him
Her intense stare made George uncasy, causing his body to instinctively tense up.
Considering George had always been in a high position, it was strange for George to experience being
stared at like this.
It made him realize how those he used to fix his gaze upon must have felt.
He was about to say more, but just then, Isabelle got up and went to the bathroom, leaving him hanging.
The words he was about to say faded away.
George had planned to wait for her outside, but the idea of Jim downstairs made him decide to stay put in the room instead.
After Isabelle finished freshening up and came out, she asked, “Didn’t we agree to call if something came up?”
George instinctively read her tone. Though it was a bit cold, there was no hint of anger.
Knowing her preference for action over words when upset, he understood that if she were truly mad, she wouldn’t be speaking to him.
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Isabelle didn’t say anything else.
Indeed, as the head of the Harris family and a top martial artist, George held significant power and influence, making anyone think twice before messing with him.
The Dark Shadow would have to think carefully before making a move against him.
Unless necessary, the Dark Shadow wouldn’t provoke such a force.
But nothing was certain. Isabelle didn’t want to involve him in her troubles.
Noticing Isabelle’s silence, George cautiously asked. “Are you mad?”
He gazed at the girl’s smooth, delicate face. She had just washed up, but her washing technique was a bit rough; she splashed water directly onto her face and then wiped it off hastily.
There were still plenty of water droplets on her face, gleaming and clear, enhancing the porcelain–like perfection of her skin.
Her curled lashes trembled slightly, piercing straight into one’s heart.
Isabelle replied quickly, “I had too much drink last night, and didn’t sleep well. It’s not your fault, so you don’t need to worry about it.”
But the quicker she spoke, the more guilty George felt inside.
It was evident that she still had emotions pent up. Otherwise, how could she immediately understand that he was referring to the incident where he disturbed her sleep?
Dylan stood near the sofa, holding something in his hand. He glanced at Jim now and then, then followed. Jim’s gaze upstairs.
Jim waited for a bit, sensing that something was off. Just as he was about to head upstairs, he spotted the two of them coming down, one after the other
“When did you wake up?” Jim asked.
“Just now,” Isabelle replied.
Jim then asked, “Did someone wake you up?”
Isabelle shot him a look that said it all..
Jim, catching her meaning, immediately turned to glance at George walking behind her–unscathed, with all his limbs intact.
Blood Shadow surprisingly didn’t attack him.
Was George hiding his skills from him? That seemed unlikely. They were friends, they must know cach other’s capabilities.
So, what’s the reason?
Their conversation made,George look over at Jim.
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Chapter 151 Waking Her Up
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