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

asked, “What is your interest?”

here for the fun.”

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103 The Auction

her, and even Dylan wouldn’t believe it.

asked, “Are you afraid I’ll cause

didn’t answer with words, but his

context, he might have believ her

a charity auction. Was

it wasn’t for the auction items,

Jasiel Reeve?

attending. Perhaps

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

“Definitely lend a

if I opt for chaos? Will you still be there

the spark, I have a lighter handy.”

him

the VIPs in the crowd being innocent, and in such a large venue, how could I harm the third–in–command of Dark Shadow–Heart K?

remained on the stage, but he also monitored the conversation nearby. He observed Isabelle and George whispering to each other, standing intimately as if

had never witnessed his uncle

Eventually, it found its new owner in a lady who was willing to shell out a

pair of exquisite antique calligraphy and painting pieces.

“900 thousand,”

“975 thousand.”

attentively, unable to suppress a smile at the idea of all this money going to charity via Heart K.

where Jasiel sat with his

Charity? Heart K?

connection between the two of them was rather ridiculous.

progressed with a

auction tonight was a Desert

subsequent bid to increase by no less than 75 thousand dollars Let the bidding commence

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163 The

“525 thousand.”