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?”

ensued as George hesitated

hurriedly interjected, “Just kidding, no need to

box into his suit pocket. His attention shifted to Isabelle who was engrossed in a racing game

phone?” he inquired

size, indicating it wasn’t an inexpensive model. Typically, those who owned such a phone used it primarily for gaming–a

her gaze, Isabelle

Danny was involved.

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

got stuck on a game

at a

meticulously inspecting the room to ensure its comfort and

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time was imminent.

he had astutely researched Isabelle on the university forum, discovering her exceptional college entrance exam scores, commendable

in 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

“U–Uncle George?”

answered, “Yes, it’s me. have a seat.”

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

directed Sam, who was

Sam nodded before settling into his assigned seat, positioned four seats away from George, reminiscent of their seating arrangement during family dinners at home. Isabelle took her place on George’s left side.

ready?” George inquired.

Isabelle. He intended to let her decide

order.

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

George encouraged, “Have a

that lacked any particular warmth, yet it