Bart The Genius Novels & Stories

It’s my mother, and she’s staring at me intently while all the others watch. “Yeah,” I mutter. “I’m just thinking of things. About my business.” “That was a nasty thing that happened,” Dad puts in, shaking his head as he shoves a glass of whiskey in my hand. “I don’t believe for one second that Van Asten would pull something like that, though. They might be our rivals, but they’re as honorable as they come.” “Well, you can’t say that about the new CEO they have.” Aunt Heidi comes barreling into the conversation. “Now, that’s a narcissist if I ever saw one.”

Ohhh…he knew without turning around to look at her, her patience wasn’t there, and she would have her arms crossed over her chest and one of her feet tapped on the ground as she stood there. Bart frowned at her. His head turned to look at her. Slugger? What a weird thing to call him. Who used that term anymore? Grandpas, maybe if that. “I got a smell back here. That doesn’t fit. It’s something I can’t quite place. But it’s like a trail leading me somewhere. It sounds crazy, right?” Praying to any powerful god-like being in his head, ‘Please don’t ask how I have such a good sense of smell. I don’t want to lie.’

“Or maybe because I have it, that’s why I know it’s meaningless.” I just gave a soft nod. “But sometimes, it’s the absence that gives things meaning,” I said, “death makes life meaningful. Sadness makes happiness meaningful.” Gerard smiled. “I forgot I was speaking to an art genius.” “I'm not all that.” The smile lingered on my lips. Gerard paused. “Do you think you can’t be a genius because you’re a Recessive?” My body went rigid. “ My IQ test came out, and I was 135. That’s not genius.” Something broke in his voice. “Even with the drugs I created, I had to work with other people. I couldn’t do it all on my own.”

“Hiding all that talent away—what a shame! I’d originally wanted to discuss music with you, but now that I’ve seen your tea skills… Who says women can’t surpass men?” He turned to his assistant. “Go fetch the black box.” “Yes, sir.” Dutton, who’d been silently observing, finally spoke as well. “Bring me the Gold Artisan Card.” “Yes, Chairman.” Roman thumped the ground with his cane and glared at his friend with mock outrage. “Little Briella, don’t fall for his tricks. That card is useless. Grandpa here has something much better.” Briella: “…” How did I suddenly become ‘Little Briella’? And when did you become ‘Grandpa’?

Vangeline ended up hiring other genius teachers to help their children. Back at the Yung’s when it came to Bella, she was fortunate to have an entire home full of geniuses and now that she was back to her old self, she was learning from her father and uncles as well as her grandparents. They came to realize that she was extreme intelligent.

"Mr. Gardner, as the youngest tech mogul in the nation, you've achieved remarkable success in just a few years. Do you have any guiding principles or life motto you could share with young people today?" I lifted the coffee beside me and took a light sip. Then, I turned my gaze toward the vast blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, where a plane was rising steadily into the clouds. I looked back at the camera and smiled, calm and composed. "Let go of the urge to save others. Respect the fate they choose for themselves. And more importantly, never dirty your own hands trying to pull someone out of the mud that they chose to lie in."

Under Jason's torment, Shawn not only failed to master the material but also picked up many bad habits. Seeing that Shawn was unlikely to get into the youth program, Jason started pressuring Shawn to sign up for this year's SAT. At the party, Jason somehow found his way onto the stage. He picked up the microphone and, with confidence, said, "I know many people here doubted my son and opposed my methods of education, but geniuses have always been misunderstood. After ten years of painstaking efforts in educating my son, he's now on a starting line ahead of all his peers. I am excited and proud! I now invite all of you to witness the birth of a genius!"

Bart smiled, his eyes showing innocence, but the appearance of his cute features frightened her even more.. the attractive features of his childish face brilliantly disguised his danger and the unexpected danger of his mentality! Kiara knows very well that if Bart is part of this company, that means that he is not innocent at all! We are here to give you options! Bart said with a smile. "Options ?!" Kiara repeated the word unintelligible.. “What kind of options are these?!”

“You really are a lazy girl.” “Your counselor told me that you were an obedient student who would wake up at five every morning to read.” “I had the chance to witness your ability to sleep when we were guests at the Tate household, but I was wondering, what if your counselor was right?” “You didn’t disappoint though. I still won.” Saly, “...” So, the fabled genius who would help her score in every subject, was Zane Larson? Sally took a good look at him but could not comprehend how he was a “genius”.