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 silent..

first time. Indeed, I’m not used to

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been hard for you,

kind. I’m a grown man. 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 the night. I thought you were

her expression, “Did I scare

slightly to indicate it

“I didn’t do anything inappropriate, did

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

go straight to bed. Instead, she came to

on his

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

believe her

else. After a while, she

had left the room after she left the

without changing his

good. Otherwise, it would have

breakfast in the room

fine with either.”

let’s go to the dining room.”

fleeting, unreadable expression in her eyes, then she stood up. “Wait for me. I’m going to brush

warmth on George’s face disappeared in an instant.

heard his boss suddenly ask, “What’s

When he recovered, he quickly lowered his voice and said, “Mr. George,

they?”

them, they’ve booked a room and are staying downstairs, probably because of us. They

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ordinary person like Miss Jenkins? Do they have some kind of grudge?

were rarely seen, it was unlikely that Isabelle’s

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

George didn’t think

pensive George, his curiosity couldn’t be suppressed. He gathered his courage and cautiously probed, “Mr. George, she and you, you and her… last night…

why Isabelle, who should have been sleeping in

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

“Did you hear

face. “No, the soundproofing

and turned his head to look at Dylan, whose face was full of curiosity. His voice suddenly became stern,

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

gaze, Dylan didn’t dare to breathe, but

George intentionally avoiding the

There was a peculiar situation!