Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 469

Chapter 469 That Guy Is Possessive 

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Unfortunately, when Blood Shadow, as No Name, was wreaking havoc across. Melfrey, George was swamped with affairs in his country and unable to leave. 

That year, he missed the Duel Tournament and wasn’t able to meet her to see her shine brightly in the arena. 

If only he had gone to Melfrey and communicated with her, would things have turned out differently? 

Regret gnawed at George. 

Later on, No Name blew up God’s Armament Alliance. 

By the time he arrived, she had already left Melfrey. 

The girl on the screen was sitting on the floor, lying on her stomach, at narrow tables, diligently drawing. She was so absorbed in her work that no one dared to disturb her. This scene instantly reminded George of her in the lab when she tested the deadly toxins in his father’s body. A total science maniac. 

Her ponytail was tied high, with a few strands falling perfectly. 

George observed the girl’s small face on the screen. 

“Pretty, isn’t she?” Isabelle sipped her water. 

“Very pretty,” George replied. 

Tearing his gaze away from his phone, he said, “I never asked you, why did you blow up the God’s Armament Alliance?” 

Isabelle, holding her water cup, replied bluntly, “I didn’t like it, so I blew it. up for 

fun.” 

“You didn’t like it?” George asked. 

George was puzzled, wondering what exactly she had against him. 

There had been no initial conflicts between the two factions when No Name just arrived at Melfrey. 

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The first time she met him as Isabelle Jenkins, they were polite yet cautious. Both had hidden their ulterior motives and even said they were deceiving each other. George cursed himself whenever he reminisced about those days. 

Despite their mutual deception, they had gotten along reasonably well. 

“Too serious,” Isabelle said. 

“Do you not like serious people?” George ventured. 

Isabelle shot him a glance. “You’re just pretending to be serious. Why are you so panicky?” 

Her “reassurance” wasn’t comforting at all. 

George grinned wryly. He let out a soft, indulgent chuckle. “The buildings are now reinforced, stronger than before. Next time, you’ll need to use more explosives.” 

“I never use small amounts when I blow things up,” Isabelle replied confidently. 

George nodded slightly, his smile growing wider. “But… 

He dragged out his words with a foxy grin. “The God’s Armament Alliance might be our shared property in the future. As long as you don’t mind, I’m fine with it.” 

Isabelle’s expression remained cool as she responded, “I don’t mind.” 

George, careful not to upset her, held up the phone and asked, “Is this the only photo? Are there more?” 

Isabelle, clearly not a fan of taking pictures, reluctantly replied, “Continue swiping.” 

Under her permission, George began to swipe through the photo. The next photo showed Blood Shadow sitting on a sofa, tapping away at a laptop. Behind her, a massive window revealed a raging blue sea. 

He took a moment to study it before moving on to the next one. The new photo caused his expression to change slightly, the amusement in his eyes fading. 

In this photo, Blood Shadow stood at a liquor cabinet, dressed in a dark green silk robe that highlighted her pale skin. Her hair was casually tied up, and the robe’s belt hung loosely, exuding a sensual allure. 

Chapter 469 That Guy is Possessive 

However, her expression was cold. 

“Did Yves take all these pictures?” 

“Yeah.” 

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Jealousy gnawed at George. He couldn’t help but show her the screen. “This one too?” 

Isabelle glanced at the photo. 

Taking advantage of the moment, George said, “Yves has a lot of hostility towards me. If he knew my feelings weren’t one–sided, he’d probably kill me.” 

Isabelle’s expression remained indifferent. “I haven’t finished what I said last time in Alcott.” 

“Hmm?” George prompted. 

“Yves doesn’t have those kinds of feelings for me,” she said. 

“Impossible,” George snapped. 

“It’s a fact,” Isabelle insisted.