Resurrecting the Genius Within

3/3 Chapter 156 Tranquil Night George couldn't help but shake his head-this kid was more serious than his sister.

His sister spoke her mind depending on how she felt. Though she was usually pretty straightforward, she never beat around the bush when it cto accepting freebies.

Dylan couldn't help but smirk. Hell, that was an unexpected slap in the face.

Isabelle responded quickly. After checking the message, she quietly pocketed her phone. "Thanks, Mr. Harris. George raised an eyebrow, curious. "What did your sister say?" Ethan replied. "She just said to take it." George asked. "Nothing else?" Ethan replied, "Nope." Knowing Isabelle would accept gifts without hesitation, George still worried she might bluntly expose his lies before telling her brother to accept them.

The *wo students caught on and whispered to Ethan, "Gotcha! He's your future brother-in-law." Ethan snapped. "Don't talk nonsense." George caught on and smirked. "You guys must be hungry. Let's grab sfood first." Without giving Ethan a chance to refuse, George was already heading into the restaurant.

At the table, George asked with concern, "Are you adjusting well to the new school? Getting along with your classmates alright?" Right now, Dylan wants to speak up for Sam and the others. This is the care that the younger members of the Harris family have never experienced before.

Ethan said, "Yeah, school and classmates are great." George said, "That's good. If you need anything, just givea call." Ethan nodded. "Thanks, Mr. Harris." George asked, "You're not used to calling'Mr. Harris, huh? I'm not used to it either." Ethan glanced at him. "So, how should I call you then?" His classmate quickly leaned in to whisper to Ethan, lowering his voice, "Isn't it obvious? He wants you to call him his name." Ethan furrowed his brow. "Stop making things up." George pondered for a moment. Given the age difference, he couldn't immediately think of a fitting term.

1/3 Chapter 156 Tranquil Night Dylan rolled his eyes at the ceiling. Ugh. Can't believe I'm stuck in this situation.

Despite the complaints, Dylan still got things done efficiently, and timely pulled out the shopping card from the mall.

The two students took it happily, then turned to George with a playful tone, “Thanks, Ethan's brother-in-law." Ethan glared at his two classmates.

Worried about upsetting Ethan, George simply smiled and left it at that.

After their meal, George drove everyone back to school.

Naturally, he asked for Ethan's contact number during the ride.

When they reached the school gate, George handed over the new clothes he purchased at the mall and a pile of nutritional supplements from hto Ethan.

And then, he advised, "Make sure to eat plenty while you're still growing." He also suggested sharing swith the two classmates.

"Thanks, Ethan's brother-in-law. See you. The two students waved to George as they assisted in carrying the items at the school gate.

Ethan remained silent.

The mid-term break had passed halfway.

With the weather being too hot and humid, Isabelle hadn't gone out at all, staying alone in the villa. In the afternoon, Danny cover.

It was too noisy, so Isabelle simply drove him gut.

As night fell, it cooled down a bit. The windows downstairs were wide open, letting in a breeze that felt more refreshing than the air conditioning.

Isabelle sat on the sofa, calmly disinfecting needles with alcohol, a task she handled patiently. The TV kept replaying an old news story-the big explosion on a deserted island in Brookhaven.

The only sound in the villa was the TV.

Once all the needles were disinfected, Isabelle turned off the TV, closed the windows, and switched off the lights. In the darkness, she took the needles upstairs.

She walked with a firm yet gentle stride.

Upstairs, silence enveloped everything.

Standing at the bedroom door. Isabelle sensed a familiar scent the moment she opened it-a scent reminiscent of her own.

Entering the bedroom, she closed the door behind her.

2/3 Chapter 156 Tranquil Night Switching on the light,

The room held a modest liquor caband a bar counter. Two hours earlier, Isabelle had sat at the counter, opening a bottle of wine but leaving it unfinished. Now she continued to drink.

She casually turned the phone on the bar counter so that the screen was facing upwards.

The phone screen was dark, but upon closer inspection, she noticed a red dot flashing intermittently near the camera.

She sat at the bar, leisurely enjoying her drink.

The soft sound of breathing brushed past her ears, one breath after another.

All seemed tranquil.

Yet as the glass emptied, Isabelle g swiftly raised her gaze, a cold m determination flickering in her eyes, her stare changing with each breath. In a heartbeat, the glass in her hand morphed into a lethal weapon, flung out with a sharp gust towards the window.

Outside, the hidden figure jolted in alarm, spinning to escape.

But like a phantom, the girl materialized before him in an instant, darting from behind the bar counter.

Behind the heavy curtains, the girl's hand clamped onto the shadow's shoulder dragging him inside from the window. The sudden speed and force took the shadow by surprise.

With a sudden rip, the entire curtain was torn down.

The figure landed heavily on the floor, obscured by the fallen curtain.

As he lifted the curtain, he aimed at the girl, swiftly striking while using it to block her line of sight.

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