Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 218 Encounter at the Airport

George, who appeared focused straight ahead, evidently hadn’t glimpsed her presence.

Is he also here to pick up someone?

Whom and he specifically arrive to fetch?

Isabelle refrained from approaching to greet him.

Before long, activity stirred near the arrival gate, and multiple travellers emerged.

Isabelle stowed her phone..

The stream of travellers persisted.

Among them, a young man with outstanding height and striking features emerged, his hair drawing attention with its eye–catching style.

Half of his hair, a striking silver–white that extended past his ears, was partially pulled back, with loose strands framing his face, creating an effortlessly tousled charm. However, upon closer examination, it was meticulously arranged.

The young man possessed a slim physique, adorned in attire more akin to that of a high–profile celebrity. evidently styled by a professional.

Sporting a prominent nose bridge, fair complexion, and deep, glossy brown eyes, his mixed lineage subtly hinted at a depth and complexity surpassing Ardon’s.

The eyes shaped like a peach blossom added an extra layer of allure and mystique to his appearance.

Striding with one hand casually tucked in his pocket and the other guiding a suitcase, he exuded the aura of a runway celebrity, drawing numerous gazes

Isabelle silently remarked to herself. What a show–off

gaze across the crowd.

Yves swept his ga

had never seen the current appearance of Blood Shadow, and his repeated video invitations had been cruelly rejected. His curiosity was

the instant Yves

legs swiftly carrying him towards Isabelle, dragging his suitcase

abandoned his suitcase and hurriedly enveloped her in a tight

corridor, casting affectionate glances

welcome her, saying, “Long time no

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218 Encounter at the Airport

carried a gentle tone,

lightly embracing the woman and

to embrace his aunt, he happened to glance upwards and unexpectedly caught sight of a familiar half–face of a girl

face? Because the man tightly embracing the girl had her pressed against him, obscuring half of her visage.

couple. The man’s

observers.

and hastily whipped out their phones

his

been fixed on him before he even became aware of her presence. And when he finally looked over, the girl’s expression remained

each other, locking

held his aunt in an embrace, while she was tightly held by another

clear how exhilarated the man was. It seemed like he might

remarked. That’s enough.”

missed you so much.”

Isabelle demanded.

hold, teasing. Just a little longer, let me

Isabelle sighed, “Tsk.”

nostalgically said, “That’s the tone, Sweetheart. I love your cold and ruthless tone, I just love

against her and

reluctantly released her. He cupped

is adorable, and your height is cute too–why that look? I’m giving you

her soft, plump

face isn’t as beautiful as it once was, it now has an innocent and pure

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