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 silent..

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must have been hard

But…” George changed the subject. “Miss Jenkins, you gave me quite a scare when you suddenly got up in the middle of

changing her expression, “Did I

his head slightly to indicate

asked, “I didn’t do anything inappropriate, did I?”

that moment–Isabelle had quietly returned to the

she came to the sofa, squatted down, and looked at

the sofa, George could feel Isabelle’s gaze on his face

unsure whether she was really sleepwalking

believe her sleepwalking claim.

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

Isabelle had left the room after she left the bedroom, or if

changing his

it

have breakfast in the room or go to the dining room?”

with either.”

go to the dining room.”

eyes, then she stood up. “Wait for me. I’m going to brush my

bedroom, the warmth on George’s face

was still in a state of shock when he heard his boss suddenly ask, “What’s the matter with your knocking on the door so

in shock. When he recovered, he quickly lowered his voice and said, “Mr. George, we’ve found out the identities of

they?” George asked.

checked in. There are about twenty of them, they’ve booked a room and are staying downstairs, probably because of us. They didn’t

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the entire Melfrey, why would they target an ordinary person like Miss Jenkins? Do they have some kind of grudge? But how could a young girl like Miss Jenkins provoke a mercenary corps?”

rarely seen, it was unlikely that Isabelle’s beauty would attract such

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

George didn’t think

at the pensive George, his curiosity couldn’t be suppressed. He gathered his courage and cautiously probed, “Mr. George, she and you,

who should have

does Mr. George, who should have been sleeping on a soft bed, end up on the

hear any noise last night?”

“No, the soundproofing in

face was full of curiosity. His voice suddenly became stern, and his demeanour turned slightly cold. “I’m asking about

in fright. “No, no. They wouldn’t dare

dare to breathe, but his

Mr. George intentionally avoiding

was a peculiar