Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 339

Resurrecting the Genius Within 

Chapter 339 Mr George Get Stood Up Again? 

Boss, just give me a word, and I’ll go up and ask him right now Danny trailed behind George like a paparazzo, waiting for Isabelle to give orders. 

But after waiting for a while, Isabelle still hadn’t given any orders. 

Finished 

Isabelle swiped right on the screen, exiting the chat interface with Danny, then scrolled down to find George’s chat. 

The chat history was stuck for two days. 

The following day at school, Danny leaned in close to Isabelle and whispered, “Boss, did you kill him?” 

As they spoke, Danny’s eyes remained during a rendezvous. 

, scanning the surroundings like a confidential informant 

Isabelle glanced at him. “What’s wrong with you?” 

Danny shot her a look. “You didn’t reply to my message last night. Did you go and take care of that cheating duo?” He even mimed, slashing his throat. 

Isabelle shrugged. “George’s reputation is getting trashed because of you. 

Danny countered, “I saw it myself. Pics don’t lie. I sent you a bunch. Have you checked them?” 

He flipped through the photos and showed them to her one by one. 

Isabelle said, “Get lost.” 

George had worked overtime until midnight last night, finishing a small portion of today’s work in advance, leaving himself sometime in the evening. 

At noon, he called home and instructed the family chef to simmer a pot of chicken soup. In the evening. when the chicken soup was delivered, George left the company with it. 

After several days apart, he was missing her like crazy. 

A message came in, and George pulled out his phone to check. 

Dylan glanced at the man in the rearview mirror, observing George’s expression. He couldn’t discern anything specific, but it was evident that something was on his mind. 

The sky darkened as they drove on. 

The car stopped outside the villa, but George remained seated, just sitting there. 

Dylan was puzzled as he looked towards the quiet villa. 

Is Miss Jenkins not at home? 

Mr. George get stood up again? 

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Deborah, who had been saved from the brink, was earnestly advising her son. 

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Chapter 339 Mr George Get Stood Up Again? 

Finished 

Joshua, stop the treatment, and let’s head home, I want to go home, Deborah said, her heart aching as she looked at her son’s arms, scarred with old wounds. 

Joshua sat quietly on the bed. “We’ll go home when you’ve recovered.” 

I talked to the nurse. It costs several hundred bucks a day. It’s too expensive. I will only drag you down. Where did you get so much money from? 

Tears welled up in Deborah’s eyes. 

Joshua responded, “I’ll figure it out.” 

Isabelle stood outside the ward, overhearing the conversation between the mother and son. 

Then she turned and walked away. 

When Isabelle got back to the neighbourhood, it was already past ten in the evening. 

Lost in her thoughts, she took her time walking towards the villa. 

From a distance, she spotted a Maybach parked outside, with George standing nearby. 

Isabelle eyed him from afar, slowing her steps. 

She stood there, just watching him. 

In the moonlight, he stood tall and stiff, his face hidden in the darkness, his expression unseen. The night breeze was chilly. 

George stood outside the villa, staring at the dark, empty building ahead, his mind replaying the surveillance footage from the repair shop–Isabelle watching Joshua work on the car. 

Suddenly, he heard a noise and turned to see Isabelle walking towards him. 

Isabelle approached him and asked, “How long have you been waiting?” 

As she got closer, she caught a whiff of smoke surrounding him. Taking in George’s appearance, she noticed a weariness she hadn’t seen before, with faint dark circles under his eyes, and he looked thinner. 

Seems like he’s been really busy lately. 

George smiled at the girl in front of him, his tone gentle. “I just got out of the car,” he said. 

Isabelle messaged George, thinking he wouldn’t come, but to her surprise, not only did he come, but he also waited at the door for her for hours. 

Isabelle told him the gate code. 

George actually knew the gate code, but each time he came, he still pressed the doorbell. Even tonight, after waiting outside the whole hight, he didn’t just walk in. Knowing the secret didn’t mean he could come and go as he pleased. 

And now, Isabelle was telling him the code willingly, which was like handing him the key to the villa. It meant something different. 

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