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..

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

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hard for

I’m not that delicate. 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

without changing her expression, “Did I scare you, Mr. Harris?

to indicate it

“I didn’t do anything inappropriate,

moment–Isabelle had quietly returned

came to the sofa, squatted down, and looked at

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

was almost imperceptible, making George unsure whether she was really sleepwalking or

didn’t believe her sleepwalking

stared at him and didn’t do anything else. After a

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

responded without changing his

it would have been awkward.”

like to have breakfast in the room or

with

let’s go to the

unreadable expression in her eyes, then

the warmth on George’s face disappeared in an instant.

of shock when he heard his boss suddenly ask, “What’s the matter with your knocking on the door so early

still in shock. When he recovered, he quickly lowered his voice and said,

they?”

a

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

it was unlikely that Isabelle’s beauty would attract such a

it was really about a trivial matter of men and women, she would have encountered it the moment she stepped into Melfrey. How could she have strolled around the duel tournament arena and still be safe and sound?

ordinary person? George didn’t think so.

George, his curiosity couldn’t be suppressed. He gathered his courage

Isabelle, who should have been sleeping

George, who should have been sleeping on a soft bed,

hear any noise last

soundproofing in this hotel is excellent. We didn’t

His voice suddenly became stern, and his demeanour turned slightly cold. “I’m asking

fright. “No, no. They wouldn’t dare act recklessly.”

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

George intentionally avoiding

was a