Resurrecting the Genius Within

recting the Genius Within 

Chapter 324 Your Brother’s Dead, My Friend’s Dead 

Isabelle took a look. “Porsche? Nah, not into it.” 

Joshua kept picking. 

“Bentley? Not feeling it. 

“Ferrari? Way too flashy.” Isabelle continued turning it down. 

Finished 

After declining seven or eight cars in a row, Joshua, growing impatient with Isabelle’s indecisiveness, asked, “What exactly are you looking to purchase?” 

The salesperson nearby thought they were just messing around but kept smiling and tried to sell them. something else. 

Isabelle remarked, “Come with me to the hospital for a check–up later.” 

Joshua agreed easily. “Sure.” 

Isabelle then chose a black Maybach. 

After getting the car, they headed to the hospital. 

Joshua asked, “Can you tell me now? 

Isabelle said while driving, “You look a lot like your brother, same build and personality.” 

Joshua asked, “Where is he?” 

Isabelle replied, “He’s dead.” 

Joshua’s face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, “Are you messing with me?” 

“Would I need to?” 

Joshua looked at Isabelle’s calm face and fell silent. 

He sat there without saying anything, not sure what he was thinking. After a while, he asked weakly, “Where did you meet him?” 

“I’ve never met him.” 

Joshua frowned, glaring at her, his anger reaching its peak. 

Isabelle said, “I’ve only seen his photos.” 

Joshua asked, “What photos? Where did you get them?” 

Isabelle replied, “A friend showed them to me. My friend was close with your brother.” 

“Where’s your friend? And the photos?” 

“My friend is dead, and the photos are gone.” 

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Dead, My Friend’s Dead 

Finished 

“Your” 

If Isabelle weren’t a woman, Joshua would’ve already started a fight. 

Isabelle: “It’s up to you to believe it.” 

Joshua felt a lump of anger stuck in his chest, making it hard to breathe. 

He couldn’t seem to process the sudden news and stayed silent at the hospital and through the check–up. The kicks Joshua got at the club didn’t break any bones, but the bruises looked nasty and hurt. 

Joshua sat shirtless while a nurse applied ointment to his injuries. 

Isabelle stood nearby, looking at Joshua’s body covered in old wounds and several knife scars. The injuries from the steel pipe a few days ago were still there, and looking pretty serious. 

After leaving the hospital, they got back into the car. 

Joshua asked calmly, “When did he die? How did he die? And why did your friend die too?” 

“I don’t know. And as for my friend’s death, it’s not convenient to talk about.” 

There was another stretch of silence. Joshua seemed to be accepting the situation, his tone softening, “Was he doing alright when he was alive?” 

Isabelle replied, “Probably.” 

Joshua asked, “Did he know he had a younger brother?” 

Isabelle answered, “I’m not sure. That’s why I’m not completely certain you’re his brother. I don’t know much about him. I’ve only heard about him from my friend and never got the chance to meet him.” 

Joshua looked at her. “So, your inexplicable kindness towards me, is it because of him?” 

Isabelle replied bluntly, “Am I not allowed to take an interest in your affairs, especially since we are friends? 

Joshua asked, “What if I’m not his brother, just someone who looks like him?” 

Isabelle gripped the steering wheel and remarked, “Just looking alike should be enough.” Then she added quickly, “Let’s just hope your brother is still doing well.” 

Joshua, as if making small talk, inquired, “Is your friend a guy or a girl?” 

Isabelle answered, “Girl.” He asked, /Are you close with her? Otherwise, why would you be so concerned about her friend’s brother, especially when you’re not certain?” 

Isabelle, however, shifted the conversation and asked back, “Seems like you’re more interested in my friend than your brother.” She glanced at him. 

Joshua couldn’t be bothered to respond to her. 

Isabelle chuckled. “Or is it that you want to hear some unrelated reasons from me, like why I might be interested in vou anart from my friend and your brother?” 

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Tour Brother’s Dead, My Friend’s Dead 

Joshua, feeling embarrassed and angered, retorted, “This is absurd!” 

The topic was temporarily came to an end. 

Isabelle drove on in silence while Joshua remained silent, lost in thought. 

Finished 

The car stopped outside the alley, and Joshua silently returned home: It seemed like a sleepless night 

awaited him. 

The next day. 

The test results from the past couple of days were out. Isabelle aced it again, no surprises there. Joshua, however, got called into the counsellor’s office. 

Joshua messed up the test. He difference from the second last. 

ly scored 32 out of 100, ranking last in the class, with a thirty–point 

At lunchtime, after Isabelle finished her meal in the cafeteria and was about to leave, Joshua approached her with his tray and sat down across from her. 

Isabelle asked, “What?” 

Joshua hesitated, then said, “You mentioned last time that you could help me with tutoring.” 

Isabelle replied, “Sure.” 

She agreed quickly, relieving Joshua, who had been unsure how to ask, and he couldn’t help but look at 

her. 

Isabelle said, “Come over to my place after classes this afternoon.” 

Joshua hesitated. 

Isabelle asked, “What?” 

Joshua said, “Nothing.” 

After finishing two–afternoon sessions of their major courses, Joshua followed Isabelle. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

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