Resurrecting the Genis
Chapter 412 George’s Contact
Your new car?
Poor Tony was puzzled.
Firmhed
Tony exclaimed, I’m asking for my stuff back, you thief! If you don’t return it, don’t blame me for being ruder
Isabelle was about to enter the elevator. Tony reached out to grab her shoulder, but she dodged as if she had eyes in the back of her head.
With a swift side step, Isabelle evaded his hand and delivered a kick. She didn’t use her full strength, but it was enough to make Tony’s eyes bulge out as he clutched his stomach, slowly kneeling to the ground.
Isabelle stood in the elevator and demanded, “You can return my car, or I’ll take one of your buddy’s hands
Tony writhed in pain on the floor. He grumbled, “With such a vicious temper, you’ll never find a boyfriend!
Tony stormed out of the hotel, intending to steal his car back. After searching the area, he couldn’t find it
Frustrated, he was about to return to the hotel to confront Isabelle.
He was receiving a phone call at the time.
When he saw the caller ID, Tony’s lazy, rebellious attitude instantly vanished.
He answered the call.
The person on the other line mentioned his boss’s name and a request for explosives.
Tony almost immediately stood at attention. Lowering his voice, he respectfully said, “Ms. Jenkins, right?”
The temperature dropped quickly, and by evening, it was quite cold.
Near the boxing arena, there was a small tavern. Tony sat by the window, waiting for someone. Outside, he saw Isabelle arrive in her ‘new car.
Tony touched the injury on his face.
He muttered, “She must be quite connected with the boxing arena.”
However, he had urgent business to attend to and had no time to reclaim his car. To his surprise, Isabelle walked straight into the tavern and approached him.
Their eyes met.
Isabelle thought, so this is my guy.
Although Tony had sounded serious on the phone, Isabelle recognised his voice but wasn’t completely
sure.
Chapter 412 George’s Contact
On the other hand.
This thought boom,
Isabelle in a new light.
y wondered if Isabelle had taken a liking to him.
confidence, making him feel particularly charming, and he began to look at
However, he had business to handle.
Tony said to the girl sitting across from him, “I don’t have time to discuss the car or medical expenses now, but we can arrange another time.”
Isabelle replied, “Where’s my stuff?”
Tony was confused. “What do you mean?”
Isabelle said, “My last name is Jenkins.”
Tony’s demeanour changed instantly, Sitting up straight, he stared at Isabelle in disbelief.
He started to grow panicked.
Tony asked in perfect Cheshian, “Are you Ms. Jenkins?”
Isabelle responded, “You speak Cheshian?”
Tony nodded stupidly, “Yes, I do.”
Isabelle repeated, “Where’s my stuff?”
Still in a daze, Tony quickly pushed a black suitcase at his feet towards Isabelle. His mind still trying to process everything.
Isabelle opened the suitcase slightly and peeked inside.
Tony stammered, “You’re so young…
Isabelle stared at him.
“I mean, I thought you’d be a mature woman.”
Isabelle was unsure what to say.
“I mean, I didn’t expect you to be a young girl.”
Isabelle asked, “Do you handle George’s business here?”
Tony hesitated briefly but decided to tell the truth, “No, I don’t handle the business. I handle the people.”
Isabelle eyed him and asked, “Handle the people?”
Tony quickly snapped out of it,
He clarified, “The guy who stole your car isn’t one of ours. The car team is just a cover for my real work.”
He continued, “Tomorrow, no, tonight, I’ll return your car in perfect condition.”
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