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Resurrecting the Genius Within
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Isabelle cocked her head slightly. "What's on your mind?"
George's lips twitched, his response succinct. "Just pondering."
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With a gentle swipe of his fingertips, George cleared the water droplets, a silent gesture that spoke volumes to Isabelle.
The ringing phone pierced the tranquility, diverting their attention.
Isabelle's gaze i instinctively flicked towards the device.
George paused, retrieving the phone and checking the messages, his demeanour steadying.
"Your teacher commended your work and suggests you present these PowerPoint slides to your classmates upon your return to school," George relayed.
Isabelle sought his opinion, "Are you going to take it?"
The ball is in your court now.
"Should I call the shot on your behalf?" George asked.
Your shot.
Their exchange unfolded with the ease of childhood companions.
Isabelle proposed, "Why not give it a shot?"
George's smile widened as he relented, "Sure, let's head back to the bedroom."
Liam, accompanied by a parade of cats representing various breeds and the vigilant Doberman named Jack, strolled along.
Jack, assuming the role of a protective guardian, trailed behind Liam, ensuring none of the feline companions lagged behind.
Their procession through the halls evoked a sense of serenity akin to a leisurely walk in a grand castle.
Liam's path coincidentally intersected with George exiting Isabelle's room. With a nonchalant tone, he remarked, "See? One room suffices."
Without awaiting George's reply, Liam continued on his way, cradling the cat in his arms.
"Woof, Jack barked at George, then glanced towards Isabelle's door before fixing his gaze on George for a fleeting moment.
Then, it busied itself with the cats, ensuring their well-being-
Beyond the castle's walls lay a mesmerising vista of vast gardens, tended to by a legion of gardeners, all under Liam's ownership. Isabelle's stay in the castle, now spanning two days, had been largely confined indoors due to her ongoing
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Sensitive to her potential boredom, George resolved to whisk her away for a breath of fresh air the morning after breakfast. Curious, Isabelle probed, "Ever came to Cluebia?"
George shook his head. "A few work-related trips, but always in the eastern sectors, never the west."
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Isabelle proposed, "The architectural styles and cultural nuances differ between the two. Care to explore together?"
Moon Shadow's injuries were severe, and it was likely she had fled Cluebia. Dark Shadow, aware of her care under Liam's watch, wouldn't waste energy monitoring her whereabouts. They'd only wait for her to fly home.
Emboldened, Isabelle ushered George out.
Their car departed from the castle grounds.
Arriving on the lively street, George swiftly disembarked and courteously opened the door for Isabelle, ensuring she wouldn't bump her head on the car roof.
The bustling thoroughfare was alive with activity.
With George at her side, Isabelle threaded through the throngs of people.
Behind the wheel, Dylan trailed at a distance.
In the passenger seat, Jack the dog watched Isabelle's departure with uncase, nervously scratching at the seat beside him.
Concerned, Dylan queried, "You won't bite, will you?"
A sharp "Woof" was his response.
Startled, Dylan edged away. As they drove off, the dog leapt into the driver's seat, settling into the passenger side.
The stubborn dog remained unmoved.
So, Isabelle decided to bring the dog along.
Dylan couldn't shake the thought of what might occur if Liam's dog, especially this one, were to bite him later. Can I even defend myself?
It felt like the dog held more significance than him.
Meanwhile, Liam scoured the castle for the dog, trailed by Jack's mother and several siblings.
Eventually, they resorted to reviewing the surveillance footage.
As they strolled through the bustling street, George narrated the surroundings to Isabelle, observing her every move attentively.
She seemed unfazed refraining from interiecting
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A couple approached them, arm in arm, engaged in sweet conversation and sharing a kiss on the street.
George gently squeezed Isabelle's arm, then released it, opting to hold her hand instead.
He seamlessly continued talking as if holding her hand was the most ordinary thing in the world.
There was no trace of apprehension in his demeanour, as if he knew she wouldn't retract her hand.
It all felt remarkably organic, almost fated.
Abruptly, Isabelle stopped in her tracks.
George glanced at her, curious. "What's up?" he asked,
Isabelle gestured across the street. "What's going on over there?" she inquired.
Following her gaze, George replied, "Looks like a casino, probably baccarat."
The casino sign gleamed conspicuously, its grand structure demanding attention.
Near the entrance, a commotion unfolded, with someone evidently losing money and clashing with the casino staff. Isabelle couldn't help but overhear.
A subtle change flickered across her expression.
Perhaps her urge was riled up again.
Isabelle turned to him, curiosity lighting up her eyes. "Tell me, what's the boldest thing you've ever done?"
George shrugged nonchalantly. "Not much," he admitted.
Undeterred, Isabelle pressed on. "Surely, you've been to some wild places before, right?"
George shook his head. "Nope, even in my dealings, I'm quite discerning about where I go. It's always top-notch spots.
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