Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 162 George’s Sudden Visit

Dylan discreetly took out his phone, opened the camera, and snapped a photo.

Meanwhile, in the office, George lifted his head from a stack of work and casually picked up his phone to

check it.

Dylan sent a photo.

At first glance, he recognised Isabelle’s silhouette and Sam walking side by side in the photo. Sam was turned slightly towards her, chatting animatedly, his face practically splitting with a wide grin.

The auction will begin in half an hour.

Isabelle and the others took their seats in the middle row of the venue. Dylan sat closest to the aisle, Isabelle beside him, and Sam in the middle.

Sam reflected, “Miss Jenkins, I never had the opportunity to express my gratitude to you. When I last invited you for a meal, it was my intention to extend my appreciation, yet the opportunity slipped away.”

Isabelle replied. “With the money, I managed to save a life. Mr. Sam need not offer further thanks.”

Sam grinned. “However, the value of my life exceeds 150 thousand dollars. No matter his efforts to reciprocate, he couldn’t absolve himself of this obligation.

Isabelle fixed her gaze on him, questioning. “Then why offer such a paltry sum?”

She found herself in desperate financial straits at that moment.

Sam was caught off guard by her remark, momentarily rendered speechless.

Dylan shook his head, sighing. Mr. Sam, you’re still inexperienced.

“At that moment, I perceived you as a student and feared that a substantial amount might burden you. My vision was limited. Faced with this inquiry, he experienced some discomfort but no shame..

“If you are open to it, could you grant me another opportunity to express my gratitude? Alternatively, if there’s something you wish for in this auction, may I compete for it and offer it to you?”

“Money isn’t what I

then chuckled,

mentioned that you crossed paths with Uncle George during your summer break in Melfrey. Wat when you guys met?”

perplexed by a high school student journeying

the trip’s somewhat improbable nature, and remarked, “Things were a bit chaotic there, but thankfully your uncle took care of me.”

which

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George’s

at the time, so I requested Uncle George to convey my appreciation. Sam had always harboured a suspicion

George had gone in his place to

raised an eyebrow slightly, recognising that during that period, the only occupants in the car

crowd gathered, the

onto the stage, the host delivered a

extend a warm welcome to the organiser of this charitable auction, Mr. Jasiel Reeve, also known as Old Mr. Reeve.”

an aged gentleman emerged, accompanied

his adopted son, Jasiel, leaning on a cane, had a kindly face, his smile gentle yet carrying

frail and vulnerable.

strides radiated vigour and nimbleness, hinting to

fixed her gaze on his countenance, which appeared remarkably familiar, and a cold smile

a

of appreciation,

to

had perpetrated numerous vile acts and trained assassins, had not

situation held a deep sense of irony

that now he felt guilty and was trying to do good deeds to make up

of facing consequences

karma, could a mere few lifetimes of virtuous acts possibly balance it

out?

Miss Jenkins and Old Mr. Reeve

replied, “It’s