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?”

as George hesitated

kidding, no need to read into it.”

finishing with the watch, slipped the box into his suit pocket. His

phone?” he inquired casually.

those who owned such a phone used it primarily for gaming–a

gaze, Isabelle

Danny

a feigned nonchalant manner, George inquired, “How did you end up with his phone?”

stuck

was momentarily at a loss for words.

inspecting the room to ensure its comfort and cleanliness.

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was imminent.

raised abroad by 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

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

“U–Uncle George?”

George answered, “Yes, it’s

Sam gazed at Isabelle and Dylan, trailing behind George, feeling somewhat bewildered. Dylan greeted respectfully, “Mr. Sam.

George directed Sam, who was still standing.

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

ready?” George

yet,” Sam responded swiftly, his gaze darting towards Isabelle. He intended to let

order.

charge–reaching for the menu from the waiter, he opened it and presented it to Isabelle.

that caught Sam off guard, George encouraged, “Have a look and

any particular warmth, yet it was something Sam hadn’t experienced