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.

remained

my first time. Indeed, I’m not used to

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hard for

“Miss Jenkins, you gave me quite a scare

I scare you, Mr. Harris?

head slightly to indicate

“I didn’t do anything inappropriate, did

moment–Isabelle had quietly returned to the room not long after she

straight to bed. Instead, she came

George could feel Isabelle’s gaze on his face and her breath close

subtle, so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, making George unsure whether she was really sleepwalking or if she was just pretending because of

didn’t believe her sleepwalking

else. After a while, she

but he couldn’t tell whether Isabelle had left the room after she left the bedroom, or if she had

responded without changing

smiled. “That’s good. Otherwise, it would have been

have breakfast in

fine with

go to the dining room.”

in her eyes, then she stood up. “Wait for me. I’m

the warmth on

ask, “What’s the matter with

lowered his voice and said, “Mr. George, we’ve

are they?”

them, they’ve booked a room and are staying downstairs,

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they target an ordinary person like Miss Jenkins? Do they have some kind of grudge? But how could a young girl like Miss Jenkins

chaotic and women were rarely seen, it was unlikely that Isabelle’s beauty would attract such a large–scale

matter of men and women, she would have encountered it the moment she stepped into

ordinary person? George didn’t think

looked at the pensive George, his curiosity couldn’t be suppressed. He gathered his courage

to know why Isabelle, who should have been sleeping

sleeping

“Did you hear any noise last night?”

serious face. “No, the soundproofing in this hotel is excellent.

Dylan, whose face was full of curiosity. His voice

in fright. “No, no. They wouldn’t

piercing gaze, Dylan didn’t dare to breathe, but

George intentionally avoiding the subject? Was!

was a