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..

time. Indeed, I’m not used to it.”

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have been hard for you,

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

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

his head slightly to indicate

asked, “I didn’t do anything inappropriate,

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

she came to the sofa, squatted down, and

feel Isabelle’s gaze on his face and her breath close at hand.

was steady and subtle, so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, making George unsure whether she was

her

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

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

without changing his expression,

Otherwise, it would have been

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

with

let’s go to the dining room.”

at George with a fleeting, unreadable expression in her eyes, then she stood up. “Wait

warmth on George’s face disappeared in an

still in a state of shock when he heard his boss suddenly ask, “What’s the matter with

his voice and said,

are they?” George

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

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is a formidable force in the entire Melfrey, why would they target an ordinary person like Miss Jenkins? Do

it was unlikely that Isabelle’s beauty would attract such a large–scale operation from Hurricane.

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

ordinary person? George didn’t

courage and cautiously probed, “Mr.

have been sleeping in the next room,

been sleeping on a soft bed, end up on the

“Did you hear any noise last night?”

the soundproofing in this

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

was startled, coughing in fright. “No,

dare to breathe, but his mind

Mr. George intentionally avoiding the

amiss. There was a