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 used to it.”

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hard

gave me quite a scare when

changing her expression, “Did I scare you, Mr. Harris? I’m really

head slightly to indicate

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

thoughts were pulled back to that moment–Isabelle had quietly returned to the room not long after

she didn’t go straight to bed. Instead, she came

gaze on his face and her breath

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

didn’t believe her sleepwalking claim.

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

couldn’t tell whether Isabelle had left the room after she left the bedroom, or if she had just stayed in the living room

responded without changing his expression,

it would have been awkward.”

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

fine with

let’s go to

then she stood up.

the warmth on George’s face disappeared in

still in a state of shock when he heard his boss suddenly ask,

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

they?”

about twenty of them, they’ve booked a room and are staying downstairs, probably because

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

unlikely that Isabelle’s beauty would attract such

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

ordinary person? George didn’t think so.

He gathered his courage and cautiously probed, “Mr. George, she and you, you and her…

to know why Isabelle, who should have been

why does Mr. George, who should have been sleeping on a soft bed,

asked, “Did you hear

put on a serious face. “No, the soundproofing in this hotel is excellent. We didn’t hear

to look at Dylan, whose face was full of curiosity. His voice suddenly became stern, and his demeanour turned slightly cold. “I’m asking about the people from

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

Dylan didn’t dare to breathe,

avoiding the subject?

There was a peculiar