Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain)

Chapter 295 The Footsteps

Early in the morning, at the dining table.

Liam casually remarked, "The jade you stored with Luxe Luster is rare. Did you plan to give it to someone?"

"Yes."

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Liam asked, "You mentioned earlier that you were busy with something and returned Luxe Luster to me. Are you done with your business now? Do you still need Luxe Luster?" Isabelle replied, "There's no reason to take back what I've already returned. Besides, I hate dealing with these matters. Taking some shares and dividends is much easier." Liam replied, "Why do I feel like the latter part of that statement is a hint?"

That makes it sound very insincere.

Isabelle laughed. "Do I?"

She thought, Money and power shouldn't be rejected for no reason.

Liam replied, "There's no reason to take back what I've already handed over. I'll take care of Luxe Luster for you. Just take the money."

Isabelle said, "Thank you then."

Liam responded, "You still won't admit it."

Isabelle didn't deny it either.

Liam glanced at the time. "I have important matters to attend to. I'll try to be back before your friend

arrives."

Isabelle thought for a moment. "You can go ahead with your business. I'd rather not trouble you to personally entertain my friend."

Liam replied, "I really want to meet your friend."

He stood up, placed the cat in Isabelle's arms, and said, "I'll trouble you to look after her for me. Make sure to serve Miss Jenkins well during her meal."

After instructing the maid, Liam left

After breakfast, Isabelle went to check on Jack.

Already having difficulty moving around due to her blindness, and with the cat being quite heavy, Isabelle didn't carry it. She placed the cat on the ground, letting it follow her.

The cat, likely accustomed to being carried by Liam, took a few steps and rested, unwilling to move more than a few steps at a time.

While Jack the dog guided Isabelle, he also had to turn back and urged the cat to keep up, causing Isabelle

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Since she had nothing else to do, Isabelle wasn't in a hurry. She didn't have the maid follow her and instead adapted independently.

It took them quite a while to get there with one person, a cat, and a dog.

Jack had already woken up, but Isabelle didn't allow him to leave. She asked him to stay lying down for a few days to avoid tearing his wound. Jack was restless and couldn't sit still for loskin for the impossible.

him to lie down for half a day was almost like asking

Jack the dog was intelligent and knew quite a few tricks. He especially loved playing with balls, so Isabelle

Jack the dog was inteligent and knew quite a few trik let Jack the dog perform tricks to entertain him.

Isabelle threw the ball, and Jack the dog immediately fetched it back.

Initially just a bit bored, Jack became visibly annoyed and didn't want to pay attention to her anymore. Isabelle couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It

was after four in the afternoon, and

Liam still hadn'td.

Isabelle sat idly in the lobby on the ground floor, appearing to wait for someone.

George, dusty and tired, was led in by a maid and saw Isabelle squatting in front of the sofa, petting the dog and playing with it.

George walked over confidently, and the girl in front of the sofa still hadn't noticed him. When she heard the sound, she looked up at him.

Those unfocused eyes "looked" towards the source of the sound.

Isabelle asked, "George?"

George slowed his pace and approached, crouching down in front of her. He fixed his gaze on Isabelle's eyes, adjusting his breathing, and softly asked, "How did you know it was me?" Isabelle replied, "I recognised your footsteps."

Even though they weren't the usual steady footsteps but rather hurried and rare, especially on the thick carpet, they were still easy to recognise.

George looked into the girl's eyes, about to say something, when she asked, "Do you know what this dog's name is?"

She stroked the dog's head slowly, her tone hinting at interest but her expression remaining calm, much like yesterday when she called him and calmly told him she had gone blind. Although she said she could handle it, her incredibly strong, almost abnormal psychological resilience still impressed George.

George wondered what it would take to make her even slightly nervous.

But Isabelle's calm and composure also reassured George, who had been worried.

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George asked, "What's its name?"

Isabelle slightly lifted the corners of her mouth. "Its name is Jack."

"Woof."

Upon hearing his name, Jack the dog immediately barked.

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George's thoughts weren't on the dog, so he didn't immediately react to the name. After a moment's pause, he smiled.

"What does Jack think?"

"He's not too pleased."

Isabelle stood up from the ground and sat back on the sofa.

George reached out to help her, but it was clear that she didn't need his assistance for such a small matter. She could manage on her own.

The cat lying nearby got up and walked gracefully, stepping onto Isabelle's leg and then curling up in her lap.

George followed and sat down on the sofa. He glanced at the cat instinctively, then looked back at Isabelle. "Let me see your eyes."

Perhaps because she couldn't see and thus couldn't make eye contact, Isabelle didn't feel awkward facing him directly. So she lifted her face for him to see.

When she looked at people, she rarely scrutinized them seriously or examined them deeply. To put it boldly, it was as if she didn't see them as significant.

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