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.

no reaction

whose heart had just sped up,

“What is your interest?”

“I’m just here

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even

you afraid I’ll cause

but his eyes revealed

he might have believ her

a charity auction. Was she

for the auction items, then perhaps it

Jasiel Reeve?

people attending. Perhaps the

pressed on. “So, are you here to monitor me or

lend

what if I opt for chaos? Will you still

you ignite the spark, I have a lighter

him

I possibly stir up trouble? Especially with all the VIPs in the crowd being innocent, and in such a large venue, how could I harm the third–in–command

Isabelle and George whispering to each other, standing intimately as

witnessed his uncle behaving so casually before.

with a beautiful antique vase. Bidding started at 530 thousand dollars. Eventually, it found its new

of exquisite antique calligraphy and painting pieces.

“900 thousand,”

“975 thousand.”

to climb, Isabelle listened attentively, unable to suppress a smile at the idea of all this money going to

shifted to the front, where Jasiel sat with his back turned

Charity? Heart K?

two of

progressed with a sense

the sixth item for auction tonight was a Desert

at 450 thousand, with each subsequent bid to

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“525 thousand.”