Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 163 The Auction Began

“Yes…” Sam watched the auction intently, following along as instructed.

Still, he wondered internally. Was it Isabelle who had tipped him off, or was it Dylant No matter who it was, Uncle George had come for Isabelle.

George slipped in through the back entrance, ensuring he remained unnoticed.

When someone ahead spotted George and attempted to greet him, he gestured with his hand to signal

them not to.

George shifted in his seat, leaning closer to Isabelle and quietly asking, “How did you get the invitation?”

Wanting to keep the exchange private, Isabelle also leaned in and replied softly, “I made it myself, added my name to their digital list, and walked in.”

“I assumed you had stolen it,” George commented.

Isabelle responded, “I have a mind of my own. Why would I need to resort to that?”

George chuckled quietly. “Why didn’t you ask me for an invitation beforehand?”

With their heads so close together, a few of Isabelle’s short, fluffy hairs brushed against his cheek.

It tickled him slightly.

George caught a faint whiff of her shampoo’s pleasant scent.

It was refreshing and somewhat minty, but not exactly.

Isabelle replied, “Weren’t you planning to skip the event?”

George said, “At first, there really was no reason for me to be here.”

His words conveyed his intentions clearly.

Isabelle raised her face to look at him.

Their eyes locked, and at such close range, they could feel each other’s breaths. George’s mouth tightened slightly.

As he studied her fair, delicate face, his eyes darkened a shade.

Before he could think any further, Isabelle glanced at him, her expression unchanged, and turned her attention back to the stage without a word.

showed no

heart had just sped up, remained

himself, he asked, “What is your

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and even Dylan wouldn’t believe it.

asked, “Are you afraid

answer with words, but his eyes revealed his thoughts.

context, he might have believ

charity auction. Was she

wasn’t for the auction items, then perhaps

Jasiel Reeve?

people attending. Perhaps the

“So, are you here to monitor me or lend a

replied, “Definitely lend

teased. “But what if I opt for chaos? Will you still

quipped. “If you ignite the spark,

glanced at him

crowd being innocent, and in such a large venue, how could I harm the

conversation nearby. He observed Isabelle and George whispering to each other, standing intimately as if they were alone, discussing who

witnessed his uncle behaving so

found its new owner in a lady who was willing to shell out a staggering 1.5 million dollars.

in line was a pair of exquisite antique calligraphy

“900 thousand,”

“975 thousand.”

unable to suppress a smile at the

front, where Jasiel sat with

Charity? Heart K?

of them was rather ridiculous.

progressed with a sense

tonight was a

450 thousand, with each subsequent bid to increase by no less than 75 thousand dollars

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“525 thousand.”