Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 250

Resurrecting the Genius Within 

Chapter 250 Guilty 

George stood there, momentarily speechless. 

Knowing he was in the wrong, George had nothing to say. 

George never intended to hide his identity from Isabelle. He was planning to tell her. However, when he was about to reveal his identity and invite the group to move from the rundown place to his camp. Isabelle invited him into her rog, 

They ended up spending the night together in the same bed. Naturally, George felt too guilty to come clean after that. 

Lowe thought. I can’t believe Mr. George would do this. 

Dylan muttered inwardly. This is nothing just wait. 

Isabelle reminded Yves, “Are you sure you want to settle this score on his turf?” 

Yves glanced at George and said, “Last time, we didn’t settle it properly. I’m in a foul mood, and I need to let off some steam.” 

Isabelle reminded him, “He’s injured.” 

Yves remembered that the Shadowblade had slashed George, injuring his arm as well. 

Which arm was it? Right arm? 

Yves scowled, then glanced at Isabelle’s bandaged right arm–their injuries were identical. 

This guy had a knack for getting hurt in the right spots. 

Yves silently cursed. 

Isabelle stood up. She was ready to go upstairs to shower and sleep. Before leaving, she reminded George, “Don’t wet your wound.” 

George replied, “Got it.” 

Yves gave George a look and followed Isabelle upstairs. He offered, “Sweetheart, how will you shower with that injured arm? Need help?” 

It seemed like he was saying it for someone else’s benefit. 

Josh, with a hint of a smile on his lips, observed the commotion at the labyrinth building in the distance, He said, “Another one down.” 

Would it continue? Who’s next? 

That night, George tossed and furned, unable to sleep 

Still shaken. 

His mind was filled with the image of finding Isabelle by the dark stream, quietly washing her wound, 

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She seemed so weak. 

Yet, when he lifted her face, her youthful face showed no fear or panic, only calmness, as if she were merely washing off dirt and not blood. 

She appeared to have become accustomed to fighting and suffering injuries as a routine. 

While treating her wound, a rough–and–tumble man like him felt pain, but she didn’t even flinch. 

Then Yves slipped. 

The grudge between Isabelle and the Dark Shadow, what had they done to her? 

And Shadowblade’s question. 

What was her relationship with Blood Shadow? Was she really Isabelle? 

George sat up in bed. The pain from his wound makes sleep even more elusive. He couldn’t help but think that she must be in pain too. 

She had pain receptors, and she must have endured them. Thinking of this, George felt a pang of heartache. 

It was a sleepless night for him. 

The next day, Isabelle woke up and saw a message on her phone. 

She got up and opened the door. George stood there with a large bowl of bone broth and something else in his hand. 

Isabelle stepped aside to let him in. 

As she closed the door, George asked, “Did I wake you?” 

Isabelle gave a simple acknowledgement. She ignored him and went to wash up. 

George watched her and noticed that she seemed to have slept well, 

After washing up, Isabelle returned and glanced at the bone broth. It seemed a bit heavy for breakfast. 

George explained, “It’s steamed and not oily.” 

Isabelle sat down and started drinking the broth. 

George asked, ‘Can you eat beef liver? I have checked with the doctor, and it’s good for replenishing blood. If you can. I’ll have some prepared for lunch.” 

Isabelle said, “It’s just a minor injury.” 

She sat at the table, drinking the broth, while George stood quietly nearby. She turned her head and saw him staring intently at her. 

She looked at her injured arm and raised an eyebrow in response to his gaze. Isabelle asked, “Have you