Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 178

Resurrecting the Genius Within 

Chapter 178 Miss Jenkins, What Brings You Here? 

The lights on this cruise ship weren’t as bright and colourful as those on others, but it was the largest of them all, towering five stories high, completely dwarfing the rest. 

Even while it was docked, it commanded attention effortlessly. 

People started boarding gradually, their steps steady and their attire understated. They were all men, giving off the impression they were the ship’s crew rather than passengers here for leisure. 

The cruise ship began to move around ten o’clock, gliding slowly towards the centre of the river. 

In the concert hall, soft instrumental music played; overly cautious Jasiel hadn’t even hired a band or a pianist. Besides the Dark Shadow’s people, everyone on board was under his command. 

Yet Josh still felt uneasy. 

On the fourth deck, in a luxurious inner cabin, Jasiel sat opposite two people. 

Josh picked up a bottle of red wine, opened it, and poured a glass for each of them. 

“Take your time. I’ll go check things outside,” he said to them. 

Setting the wine down, Josh left the inner cabin, closing the door behind him. 

He began to inspect each deck methodically. “Stay sharp and alert! Don’t miss a thing!” he ordered. 

“Yes, Sir!” the well–trained bodyguards responded, patrolling each layer of the ship. 

None of them noticed an extra person on board. 

A petite figure had somehow slipped on unnoticed, moving through the ship’s every corner like a ghost, silent and unseen. 

Isabelle roamed the ship as if it were her private garden, a backpack slung over her shoulder. By the time. she finished her tour, the backpack was empty. 

Casually tossing the now light bag into a corner, she dusted off her hands, shoving them into her pockets as she strolled around, her steps even more leisurely. 

“You few, head down to the third deck to attend to the guests. I’ll join you after my rounds,” Josh. instructed, dismissing several men from the top deck. 

Then he continued to patrol. 

The light in the corridor ahead was slightly dim, and a segment of the passage was obscured in shadows. At the end of it, a petite figure with a high ponytail stood by the railing, sipping wine and enjoying the view, utterly carefree. 

Josh’s eyes widened in surprise. He stepped forward vigilantly. “Miss Jenkins?” 

With the national holiday just over, the weather was starting to cool. The wind in the moat at night was strong, whipping at their clothes. 

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Chapter 178 Miss Jenkins, What Brings You Here? 

she greeted. 

I’ve been waiting for you. 

The wind tousled the loose strands of hair around her face. 

“Miss Jenkins, what brings you here?” Josh squinted slightly, his voice gentle yet laced with danger. 

He walked towards Isabelle, each step deliberate. His hand behind his back clenched into a fist. 

“I got lost,” Isabelle replied casually. 

“Lost? How long have you been on board?” Josh’s eyes narrowed further. 

“For a little while now,” she answered nonchalantly. 

“And how did you get on board?” Josh pressed. 

“The same way as yesterday. I walked up.” 

Yesterday night, she had already scoured the ship. 

Josh’s eyes flashed with suspicion. He withdrew a dagger from behind his waist, though his tone remained conversational. “It’s easy for girls to get drunk when they drink such strong wine.” 

Isabelle glanced at the bottle in her hand, tilting her head slightly. 

Her voice was innocent, but her eyes gleamed with mischief. “But all the other bottles are poisoned. This is the only one safe to drink. 

Josh was stunned. Without a second thought, he turned to rush downstairs. 

Isabelle leapt forward swiftly. 

Hearing her movement, Josh turned to dodge. However, he missed. 

Despite his skills, which were on par with those of a professional mercenary, he found himself quickly overpowered by this seemingly fragile girl. 

Isabelle opened a storage room and pulled out a nylon rope from a box. Calmly and efficiently, she tied up the unconscious Josh, whom she had taken down with a swift chop.