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

first time. Indeed, I’m not used

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have been hard for you, Mr. Harris.”

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.

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

shook his head slightly to indicate

“I didn’t do anything inappropriate,

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

bed. Instead, she came to the sofa, squatted

gaze on his face and her breath close

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

her

else. After a while, she returned

Isabelle had left the room after she left the bedroom, or if she had just stayed in

changing his expression, “No.”

good. Otherwise, it would have been awkward.”

asked, “Would you like to have breakfast in the room

fine with

to the dining

her eyes, then

bedroom, the warmth on

he heard his boss suddenly ask, “What’s the matter with your

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

they?” George asked.

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

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a formidable force in 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

and women were rarely seen, it was unlikely that Isabelle’s

would have encountered it the moment she stepped into Melfrey. How could she have strolled

George

the pensive George, his curiosity couldn’t be suppressed. He gathered his courage and cautiously

eager to know why Isabelle, who should have been sleeping in the next room,

have been sleeping on a

asked, “Did you hear any noise last night?”

put on a serious face. “No, the soundproofing in this hotel is excellent.

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

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

George’s piercing gaze, Dylan didn’t dare to breathe, but his

intentionally avoiding the subject?

was a peculiar