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

had just sped

“What is your

“I’m just here for the

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and even Dylan wouldn’t believe

then asked, “Are you afraid I’ll cause a scene?”

didn’t answer with words, but his eyes revealed

might have believ her

charity auction. Was she really there to

for the auction items, then perhaps it

Jasiel Reeve?

the people attending.

“So, are you here to

lend a hand.”

what if I opt for chaos? Will you

spark, I

at him and smiled.

the crowd being innocent, and in such a large

also monitored the conversation nearby. He observed Isabelle and George whispering to each other, standing intimately as if they were

witnessed his uncle behaving so

antique vase. Bidding started at 530 thousand dollars. Eventually, it found its new owner in a lady who was willing to shell out a staggering 1.5 million

line was a pair of exquisite antique calligraphy

“900 thousand,”

“975 thousand.”

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

shifted to the front, where Jasiel sat

Charity? Heart K?

between the two of them was

progressed with a

a Desert

bid to increase by no less

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163 The Auction

“525 thousand.”