Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within Chapter 181 Make It Out Alive Isabelle smiled coldly and revealed her adorable pearly white teeth. She said, "My dear father, don't you recognise me?" Her expression turned livid, then shifted instantly in a neurotic manner. The sinister smile remained, but her delicate brows furrowed in displeasure. “I'm your favourite child, after all.” Jasiel's dilated pupils contracted sharply, trembling violently as if he had seen a ghost.

Seeing his reaction, Isabelle smiled.

She softly reassured him, "My great Heart K, don't worry. I'll soon send Joker and the rest to a reunion with you in hell." Isabelle withdrew all her expressions and stood up.

Grabbing a can of gasoline by the door, she began to pour it on the ground carelessly.

She glanced at Mist Shadow and Flying Shadow, both of whom were already dead.

If anyone was to blame, it was just their bad luck.

She nonchalantly put away her gaze and took out a lighter.

As the flflickered to life, she looked at Jasiel on the ground, still barely breathing. She smiled in satisfaction.

Turning around, she tossed the lighter behind her with a flick of her wrist.

The fire blazed up instantly.

The yacht had already descended into chaos, with bodyguards frantically searching for Josh, who was in charge. The yacht had docked back at the shore.

With the fire burning fiercely behind her, Isabelle kicked away several bodyguards who rushed at her. She made her way to the deck and leapt from the fourth level to the third.

More bodyguards surrounded her from behind.

Isabelle glanced back and realised she didn't have tto deal with them.

She quickened her pace and was about to jump into the river when she saw a familiar car driving towards her. The car's speed was rapid.

As soon as it stopped, George burst out of it, his gaze locking onto her on the yacht. He immediately sprinted towards her.

Seeing the figure dart towardy her, Isabelle smiled.

She changed direction instantly, using the railing to propel herself off the yacht.

1/3 Chapter 181 Make It Out Alive Isabelle landed in a warm embrace.

"Boom!" A massive explosion sounded.

Without thinking, George turned around. He put himself between Isabelle and the erupting flames.

Flames shot into the sky, and George could feel the intense heat pressing against him, as if it might consthem both. Sparks danced around them, filling the air with their crackling energy.

A fragment of the burning yacht crashed nearby, kicking up a cloud of dust. George held Isabelle tighter, shielding her from the chaos.

Despite the danger surrounding them, Isabelle remained remarkably composed. Her voice carried a hint of excitement as she calmly informed him, "There's more than one bomb," George looked up at her and caught her attention.

Isabelle jumped out of his arms, grabbed his wrist, and ran towards the car, which was not far away.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Behind them, explosions erupted one after another, the deafening noise filling the air. The flames lit up the sky, casting a glow over the two figures running hand in hand below.

"Damn-" Dylan stood by the car. He was too stunned to speak.

He snapped back to reality as he hurriedly got into the car and took the two away.

In the rearview mirror.

The multimillion-dollar yacht exploded, scattering debris everywhere. The surviving bodyguards scrambled to jump into the river to save themselves.

The scene attracted countless onlookers and gasps of amazement from afar.

Driving away, Dylan kept glancing at the rearview mirror and asked, "Oh my god, how many bombs were there? The explosions are still going on." After the explosions, a thick cloud of smoke billowed upward and obscured the yacht from view. The river was now littered with burning debris. The crowd had scattered long ago, their faces twisted in horror as they glanced back at the chaos on the water, unaware of what had happened.

Meanwhile, inside the villa, Isabelle stepped out of the bathroom, fresh from her shower.

George stood in the room, his expression sombre, as he silently observed her. His eyes followed the of dresses exer array of bruises and scars on her arms, remnants of the recent altercation, his brow creasing with concern. Continuing to towel dry her hair, Isabelle asked, "What brings you here, Mr. George?" George's tightly pressed lips moved slightly as he asked, "Is Jasiel dead?" Isabelle shared it as an amusing story, saying, "I burned him into charcoal." Clearly, she was in a good mood.

2/3 Cimipiec 101 Make It Out Alive! tiporge asked. "Why didn't you tell me? Isabelle quried, "Tell you what? George was speechless.

He said nothing and stared at her. George seemed to hold something back, but Isabelle was indifferent.

You seem quite angry. Should I give you a few jabs to cool you down, Mr. Harris? Her tone was increasingly provocative. Her words easily swayed George's emotions, despite knowing her nature.

Isabella spoke casually, not expecting George to start undressing.

In no time, he had his suit off, holding it in his hand, revealing the line white shirt underneath. Send Gifts