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

no need to read

watch, slipped the box into his suit pocket. His attention shifted to Isabelle who was engrossed

he inquired casually.

phone boasted a generous screen size, indicating it wasn’t an inexpensive model. Typically, those who owned such a phone

her gaze, Isabelle responded,

Danny was involved.

George inquired, “How did you end up with

elaborated, “He got stuck

at a loss for

inspecting the room to ensure

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was

his third uncle, he hadn’t acquired the open–minded approach to interacting with girls that was common overseas. As a 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 reservations about their conversation potentially running dry due to

snapped out of his reverie, the waiter had already escorted the guests in. Sam instinctively glanced up. startled to find

“U–Uncle George?”

“Yes, it’s

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

Sam, who was still standing.

seat, positioned four seats away from George, reminiscent of their seating arrangement during family dinners

the dishes ready?” George inquired.

darting towards Isabelle. He intended to let her decide on the

order.

took charge–reaching for the menu from the waiter, he opened it

that caught Sam off guard, George encouraged, “Have a look and pick what appeals to you.”

that lacked any particular warmth, yet it was something Sam hadn’t experienced before.