Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 57 It’s My First Time I’m Not Used to It

The following morning.

Dylan knocked on George’s door, just about to speak, when George raised his hand to stop him, leaving Dylan puzzled.

The next moment, a figure emerged from the bedroom, casually strolling past him as if he wasn’t there.

Dylan watched as Isabelle, yawning and with slightly dishevelled hair, clearly just out of bed, walked past him. His face was a picture of shock.

He stood there, dumbfounded, as Isabelle glanced at him coldly, her face showing clear annoyance at being woken up.

Dylan shivered involuntarily.

Having been by George’s side for so long, he had witnessed all sorts of situations and had long since developed a poker face. Moreover, he was a person who remained calm on the surface, no matter how excited he was inside.

Until this moment.

“She, she Dylan’s hand pointed uncontrollably at Isabelle behind George, his entire being in a state of

chaos.

–

George ignored him and instead turned to Isabelle, who was sitting casually on the sofa, one hand supporting her head as she looked out the window, treating this place as her own home. He asked with concern. “Miss Jenkins, did you sleep well last night?”

Leaving Dylan alone in his confusion.

Isabelle looked at him, her eyes landing on his handsome and composed face. Feeling pleased by the sight that met her eyes, she graciously smiled.

“Not bad. How about you, Mr. Harris? It must have been uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa, right? Could you even turn over?”

Last night, George had given up the bed and chosen to sleep on the sofa. Isabelle was quite surprised. The esteemed Mr. George of the Harris family, who must have been pampered since childhood, had never suffered such an indignity. Yet he was willing to humble himself in such a way.

ing on the sofa???

Dylan’s eyes bulged out, almost screaming out loud. He looked at his boss in disbelief, one hand clutching

his heart.

This was too much for him to handle first thing in the morning.

George rubbed his forehead, thinking. This girl doesn’t care about saving my face in front of my subordinates.

Dylan remained

I’m not

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hard for you,

As long as you slept well. But…” George changed the subject. “Miss Jenkins, you gave me quite a scare when you suddenly got up in the middle of the night. I thought you were joking when you said

changing her expression, “Did I

head slightly to

“I didn’t do anything

that moment–Isabelle had quietly

to bed. Instead, she came to the sofa, squatted down,

Isabelle’s gaze on his face and her breath close at

and subtle, so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, making George unsure whether she was really sleepwalking or if she was

didn’t believe her

just stared at him and didn’t do anything else. After a while, she

He had excellent hearing, but he couldn’t tell whether Isabelle had left the room after she left the bedroom, or if she had just stayed in the living room for

without changing his expression, “No.”

good. Otherwise, it would have been

like to have breakfast in the

fine with

let’s go to the

at George with a fleeting, unreadable expression in her eyes, then she stood up. “Wait for me. I’m

bedroom, the warmth on

suddenly ask, “What’s the matter with your knocking on the door so early in the morning?”

quickly lowered his voice and said, “Mr. George, we’ve found out the identities of those people. They’re

they?”

the hotel, they’ve checked in. There are about twenty of them, they’ve booked a room

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was puzzled. “Hurricane is a formidable force in the entire Melfrey, why would they target an ordinary person like Miss Jenkins? Do they have some kind of grudge? But

Melfrey was chaotic and women were rarely seen, it was unlikely that Isabelle’s beauty would

trivial matter of men and women, she would have encountered it the moment she stepped into Melfrey. How

person? George didn’t think

suppressed. He gathered his courage and cautiously probed,

to know why Isabelle, who should have been sleeping

have been sleeping on a soft

you hear any noise last

soundproofing

of curiosity. His voice suddenly

was startled, coughing in fright. “No, no.

gaze, Dylan didn’t dare to breathe, but his mind raced with hidden thoughts.

George intentionally avoiding the subject?

was a peculiar