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 reaction whatsoever.

had just sped up,

asked, “What is your interest?”

“I’m just here for the fun.”

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even Dylan wouldn’t believe

“Are you afraid I’ll cause

answer with words, but his

context, he might have

a charity auction. Was she really there to

wasn’t for the auction items, then perhaps

Jasiel Reeve?

the people attending. Perhaps the

you here to monitor me

replied, “Definitely lend a

for chaos?

ignite the spark, I

him and smiled.

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

Isabelle and George whispering to each other, standing intimately as if they were alone, discussing

witnessed his uncle

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

pair of exquisite

“900 thousand,”

“975 thousand.”

to suppress a smile at the idea of all this

attention shifted to the front, where Jasiel sat with

Charity? Heart K?

the two of them was rather ridiculous.

a sense of monotony.

tonight was a Desert

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

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“525 thousand.”