Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 136 A Gift

“What’s this?” George inquired, presenting the item.

“The watch I promised you, Isabelle confirmed.

Yves had delivered it just the day before.

With anticipation, George unwrapped it, revealing a style that complemented him flawlessly. Grinning, he cradled the watch in his hand.

The craftsmanship was impeccable, boasting intricate details on the dial, and the signature of a revered artisan delicately etched below.

This timepiece hailed from a country renowned for its horological expertise, a testament to its exclusivity and quality.

This watch did not come at a budget price, nor could it be purchased locally.

Clearly, Isabelle had given it considerable consideration.

“Thank you, this will be the best gift I receive for my birthday this year, George expressed with gratitude as he fastened the watch around his wrist.

Isabelle glanced at him curiously. “Birthday? When’s the big day?”

George chuckled. “Still a ways off.”

Teasingly, Isabelle prodded, “Turning thirty?”

pause ensued as George hesitated in

“Just kidding, no need to

retrieved her phone, and George, finishing with the watch, slipped the box into his suit pocket. His

phone?” he

wasn’t an inexpensive model. Typically, those who owned such a phone used it

her gaze, Isabelle responded, “Danny’s.”

again, Danny

nonchalant manner, George inquired, “How did you end up with his

stuck on a game level.

momentarily at a loss for

confines of the restaurant’s chamber, Sam arrived ahead of schedule, meticulously inspecting the room to ensure its comfort and cleanliness. Detecting an unpleasant

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time was imminent.

graduate of Taragon University, he had astutely researched Isabelle on the university forum, discovering her exceptional college entrance exam scores, commendable performance in military training, and her prowess in mathematics. Yet, he harboured

contemplation, he remained oblivious to the commotion surrounding him. When he finally snapped out of his reverie, the waiter had already escorted the guests in. Sam instinctively glanced up. startled to find his uncle among them. His astonishment deepened upon spotting Isabelle and Dylan trailing

“U–Uncle George?”

“Yes, it’s me. have a

feeling somewhat bewildered. Dylan greeted respectfully, “Mr. Sam. Ethan acknowledged him with

who was still standing.

away from George, reminiscent of their seating arrangement during family dinners at home. Isabelle took her place on George’s left side.

ready?”

darting towards Isabelle. He intended to let

order.

the menu from the waiter, he opened it and presented it to Isabelle.

caught Sam off guard, George encouraged, “Have

any particular warmth, yet it was something