Bart The Genius Novels & Stories

“Alright.” He leaned back, voice teasing now. “For starters, keep an eye on Barry. He’s… well, he’s in the know about a lot. You might get some clues if you’re clever.” I frowned. “Barry? How?” “Charm,” Brian said with a shrug. “He’s a sucker for me. You’d be surprised what people tell me without realizing it.” I blinked. “You’re… terrible.” “Thank you,” he said, mock bowing. “But trust me — it’ll help.”

Titus sighed. "Dr. Genius, you're finally willing to come back home with my grandson. I remember meeting you long ago and finding you incredibly talented and interesting. Little did I know you were the poor child from the Carver family." No one in Janovin knew Titus had met Aria long ago, nor that she was the only person he referred to as a genius doctor. If the CEOs who had left earlier discovered that Aria was the legendary Dr. Whiz, they would regret it for the rest of their lives.

“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”.

People around him were taken aback by what he said. Barbara approached him and then looked at him from head to toe. “Because people like you are gold diggers! That’s why you’re not belong at this school!” She even poked his left shoulder with every word she uttered. “Wealth is not the only basis for a person like me to study in this school.” He said, pointing to his right temple. “But intelligence too." “Whoah. . .” he heard the people around them booing. Barbara was obviously embarrassed but still managed her composure and raised an eyebrow at him.

the sixty-five-year-old said with a big smile. And he still hasn’t gotten his teeth fixed, Scott thought. Bart was worth close to a hundred million dollars. Scott couldn’t understand why Bart insisted on walking around with two front teeth missing and bad clothing. “Yes, it’s been about six – seven years, I think.” “Hell yeah, it’s been. Let me introduce you to my beauties. The one on the right is Shonda, and the one on my left is Nina.” “Hi,” the girls said as they waved to greet him.

She nodded, and turned on her heels. "Who do you think is the genius?" Scott asked, and turn to him. They both stare at each other, thinking of it could be, until Alex responded. "The girls." He responded, and Scott eyes widened.

"What time will Uncle Levi arrive?" "He's with your father. They will arrive in no time." Barbie didn't answer as she gulped down one jug of water. She put down the empty jug and wiped her mouth. Levi Lewelyn. The same Master Levi of Krystalline Academy and the Knight of Shaula, the Lightning Tiger. He's one of Barbie and Zabdiel Lewelyn's uncles. Although they became his students in the academy, he never went easy on them. The corner of Barbie's lips curled into a smirk as a ridiculous idea came into her mind.

💖💖 Thank you. Part 2 Barry Benson, corporate shark, billionaire, and business genius, stood in the dark interior of his home and looked dumbly at the coffee machine. He could spout facts and figures on profit margins, GDPs, EBITDAs, KPIs, and NOIs in his sleep but he couldn’t get the fucking coffee machine to work. He didn’t even know where the damned light switches were in the kitchen and was navigating by the flashlight feature on his smartphone. Why couldn’t his smartphone make coffee? Then he’d be set.

He heard her moans and sank back into his desk, clutching his head as though he had just witnessed a calamity. He was stunned into silence. “Jesus,” he muttered. Alicia laughed maniacally. She began dancing, whining her waist as if to mock him. She packed everything back into her bag. “That teddy bear?” he asked, looking as though he had been shocked by a live wire. “So smart, huh?” Alicia laughed. “The word is genius. Genius. British AI intelligence,” she said, feeling herself. She zipped the laptop away. “I guess I’m done here,” she said, turning to leave.

My childhood friend and I had built a company together for seven years, and my proprietary algorithm was what kept the entire business running. However, his new girlfriend started targeting me the moment she joined the company. "Why does some nobody in data deserve 80,000 dollars? All you do is plug things into templates and run a few programs. Your salary is cut to 2,000 dollars from now on. You'll only handle basic data processing. I'll take over the core model." My childhood friend said nothing, silently allowing his girlfriend to rip me a new one. When I noticed that, I didn't argue. I simply agreed to the pay cut. A week later, the company's regular clients saw their conversion rat