The Reclusive Genius Came And Conquered Novels & Stories

It's more like I'm something extraordinary, rare, an exception. I don't like that. "Scarlett Davis, isn't it?" A middle-aged man stops in front of me, also stretching out his hand to greet me. I recognize him, he is very important to the branch. His IQ is said to be 146 - he is a true genius, not someone like me. "Congratulations, you're amazing... I've never seen anyone solve problems so quickly... let alone so many in a row." "Oh, imagine..." I say, suddenly bashful, looking away as I feel him rub his thumb over my hand lightly. This simple contact causes me sudden discomfort.

Even though what she did was completely futile, there would be no results. Despite everyone's voices arguing, old Nelson remained unsettlingly silent. Enzo was sure that old Nelson's brain was thinking of ways to make money from Nathan. And Amada is a piece that will help him achieve his goal. Even now, old Nelson still thinks that he will be able to control Amada to listen to him. It's really overconfident. Although he knew that old Nelson would fail, Enzo still wanted to solve it thoroughly, to avoid causing trouble for Nathan. So he quickly got to the main point:

We both achieved success in our respective fields, but greed consumed him, and he came after me. He was even the reason I started engaging in underground operations. I had to match his energy." I didn't know what to say at the moment. "Let him be. Let's pretend we don't know what's going on. Also, tighten the security here," I instructed. After saying that, I left to freshen up. I took a bath and came downstairs to the dining room. Amira brought in the food and placed it before me. She sat down to eat, but I didn't want her to feel comfortable around me.

She didn’t get into many details but one thing I knew was whatever the outcome would be, Diamond wasn’t crazy like she pretended. She was smart- a genius many would never know because governments always got their hands on those and kept them on a tight leash. And you certainly didn’t find them on TV shows and YouTube videos. They were kept hidden, under your nose. A need-to-know basis. I shake Marcus's hand. His grip for a man in his 60s, still firm, and his broad shoulders, tall form, and distinctive features that Frost shared with him were all too familiar. But the graying hair, the wrinkled frown creasing on his forehead were new extras added to his appearance in a short space of time.

“So I heard. Apparently, you’re back here to take over your family business since your grandpa is getting old. What about me? What about our relationship? Does what we had not appeal to you any longer? If we hadn’t fought, would you have come back here?” “We had a relationship, Adrian. And sooner or later, I would have had to come back here to take over the company. It was meant to be.” She lifted her shoulders helplessly, but the action also caused her chest to rise and fall, the luscious curve of breasts with which he had once been so intimately acquainted snagged his gaze and, for a moment, he couldn’t drag his gaze away. The hazy cloud of lust was infiltrating him all over, burning past

My eyes felt itchy, I looked away, and a deep sigh followed. This file shows how much your father cared; I flipped to the final page. My breath hitched, there were so many zeros, I had to count them twice. I wasn't just a survivor; I was the owner of the empire Desmond had been trying to take.

He thanked her effusively, turning on the charm, though he supposed she was used to such blandishments. That night he engaged Rufus, Guisset and Jens, the youngest Dane, in the quest to find the imposter. The latter had volunteered, while Genevieve continued to spend time in their company. He left her there after a fierce embrace, knowing their necessary conversation could wait. On the voyage home he was joined by the younger Mac Neill prince. What he said was totally unexpected. “Are you going to usurp the crown?” Someone had been talking about that previous invasion, had they?

Elijah's POV I remembered the first time I saw Avalon Gracia. I had come back from a business meeting that my father held at his company. It was late in the evening, but he still wanted to work. I could tell that the employees were tired but no one dared to voice their opinion- not even me. The man ran Easton's Designs with an iron fist. The company was the best in America, but William Easton was not satisfied. He wanted to be the best in the world.

I had just shown everyone — including them — that I wasn’t the pathetic omega they thought I was. . I never understood why I had to hide being a genius. Even without a wolf, my brain worked faster than most people’s. It was like the moon goddess gave me this sharp mind as compensation so I wouldn’t be completely useless. I could learn anything just by watching once. But of course I never told anyone the full truth — that my brain stayed way too stimulated all the time, making me get aroused for no reason at all. That part I kept locked away, my dirty little secret that left me wet and needy at the worst moments.