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?”

George hesitated

interjected, “Just kidding, no need to

Isabelle retrieved her phone, and George, finishing with the watch, slipped the box into his suit pocket. His attention shifted to Isabelle who was engrossed in a racing

phone?” he inquired casually.

an inexpensive model. Typically, those who owned such

lifting her gaze, Isabelle

again, Danny was involved.

George inquired, “How

stuck on a game

momentarily at a loss

Sam arrived ahead of schedule, meticulously inspecting the room to ensure its

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was imminent.

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 his lack

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

“U–Uncle George?”

answered, “Yes, it’s

Isabelle and Dylan, trailing behind George, feeling somewhat bewildered. Dylan greeted respectfully, “Mr. Sam. Ethan acknowledged him with a nod before George motioned for him to take

Sam, who

seats away from George, reminiscent of their seating arrangement during family dinners at home. Isabelle

ready?” George inquired.

darting towards Isabelle. He intended to let

order.

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

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

just a routine inquiry that lacked any particular warmth, yet it was something Sam