Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 351

Resurrecting the Genius Within 

Chapter 351 Captive 

“Ah, from the Law Department, like Jim,” Mr. Carter acknowledged, nodding. 

Finished 

Jim leisurely chewed on his steak before turning to Isabelle, his words measured, “George? He’s alright for you. As long as you’re happy. But watch out for Yves, he might trip him up.” 

Isabelle’s response was swift. “Oh, come on 

Meanwhile, Mr. Carter, engrossed in conversation with Melissa, subtly redirected his attention towards Isabelle, maintaining his poker face. 

A martial artist’s acute senses often extend beyond the physical. 

Sipping her coffee calmly, Isabelle conveyed to Mr. Carter the art of composure amidst turmoil, “No need for concern.” 

Jim couldn’t resist a chuckle, each movement reminding him of his wounds, careful not to gauge father’s reaction. 

Jim, manners. Chew, then chat.” Mr. Carter gently reminded his son. 

Suppressing a chuckle, Jim complied, “Got it, Dad,” 

his 

After dinner, Jim proposed a walk with Isabelle. While Isabelle had visited before, it had been in the absence of his father, several years back.. 

However, his father summoned him to the second–floor reception room, a setting rather formal and somber. 

Mr. Carter broached personal matters, “You’re not a kid anymore. Tell me, which of these two ladies has caught your eye?” 

Jim hesitated, sensing the gravity of the conversation. “Who do you think suits our family better?” 

Lionel’s response was straightforward, “The younger one, bold and self–assured, aligns more with our ideals. 

Jim scratched his head, “Guess Yves won’t be thrilled about that.” 

In Yves‘ estimation, no one could hold a candle to Isabelle. 

Considering their close friendship, harboring such sentiments could potentially result in dire consequences. 

After a brief moment of reflection/Lionel issued his directive, “Win her affections.” 

Jim was taken aback, momentarily speechless. “You’re making assumptions. Isabelle and I aren’t what you presume. We’re like family, akin to siblings. If you harbor feelings for her, I could inquire if she’d consider being your adopted daughter.” 

Lionel, visibly disappointed, remarked, “You’ve fallen short of my expectations.” 

He then inquired, “What about Ms. Holmes?” 

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Jim replied, “I’ve only met Ms. Holmes twice; we’re not acquainted.” 

Finished 

Lionel disclosed, “She sought you out, visited your law firm found you absent, and traveled here to inquire about your whereabouts. She even followed you to Illyria and saved your life.” 

Jim expressed. “I’ll express my gratitude in any way possible, but can you truly expect me to commit to 

her?” 

Lionel countered, “Ah, now you’re playing innocent after all she’s done for you?” 

Melissa and Isabelle leisurely wandered through the residence. 

“Isabelle, have you been to Mr. Carter’s house before?” 

“Uh huh. 

“Does Mr. Carter’s father always behave like this to everyone he meets?” 

“I didn’t encounter him during my last visit to the residence? 

Even more impressed, Melissa commented, “Your poise is admirable. Honestly, I find Mr. Carter’s father a tad intimidating. 

Isabelle couldn’t grasp her unease. After all, they were just people; what was there to fear? 

Melissa sighed, a hint of sadness in her voice. “Isabelle, is it too forward of me? Will it come across as too assertive? Do men not appreciate women who take the lead?” 

Isabelle, recalling George’s keenness, replied sincerely, I reckon it’s perfectly fine.” 

Melissa felt relieved instantly. “Exactly! Taking charge spices things up.” 

“Oh, speaking of which, where’s Mr. Carter’s mother?” Melissa’s curiosity piqued. 

“She’s gone. 

Upon hearing this, Melissa swiftly changed gears, probing Isabelle about Jim, intrigued by their close bond and how they’d crossed paths. 

“We crossed paths through a legal tussle.” Isabelle, known for her embellishments, rarely stuck to the truth, especially concerning serious matters like murder and arson. 

If Melissa thought the tale was real, it was more likely than not the other way around. 

Meanwhile, Jim left his father’s abode without seeking out Isabelle, opting for another destination instead. 

He descended all the way down to the basement. 

The guard respectfully hailed Jimh as he approached. “Mr. Jim.”