Resurrecting the Genius Within

urrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 219 Men’s Debate

Yves?! Dylan nearly exclaimed, catching himself before revealing the name.

This is incredible!.

Yves, who served as the Dilin Group’s chairman and concurrently held the highest position within the 791 Corps of the Arctic Fox Mercenary Corps, renowned as the predominant might in Melfrey.

Dylan’s thoughts overflowed with a lot of relevant information.

He couldn’t resist a gasp, his gaze shifting to Isabelle, who remained serene and collected. He pondered silently. Does Miss Jenkins have any ordinary friends at all?

It really makes him

feel useless as George’s assista

George extended his hand with a friendly gesture. “Mr. Yves, your reputation precedes you.”

Yves had an easygoing demeanour. When others were solemn, he adopted a relaxed approach, and if they weren’t, he was even more laid–back.

In this instance, confronted by the earnest demeanour of George, Yves eased into a state of nonchalance.

He didn’t bother to meet George’s extended hand with much attention, merely offering a casual shake and responding. I’ve heard of you, Mr. George.”

Dylan thought to himself. D*mn, he’s so arrogant!

Isabelle simply rolled her eyes in response.

Meanwhile, George remained unfazed, retracting his hand and proceeding to introduce Isabelle to his aunt, saying, “Aunt Kaeli, allow me to present Miss Jenkins.”

“I had a hunch,” Kaeli said, gazing at Isabelle with fondness, her admiration for her growing with each passing moment. “She’s truly stunning, just as you depicted.”

at George, their eyes locking in an unexpected

that instant, George’s eyes softened, a smile

you frequently,” Kaeli remarked, extending her hand towards Isabelle, but

a handshake.

paused briefly before extending

her gratitude. “Miss Jenkins, I’m immensely grateful for saving my brother. It’s remarkable to see someone as young as you possess such

responded,/It was the least

while George extended his hand to assist his aunt.

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place where he lud

swiftly intervened, draping his arm around Isabelle and remarking. “Sweetheart, it seems you had intentions of

an eyebrow, though he maintained

Dylan’s eyes widened, and

What’s going on here? What sort of relationship is this? Is he this casual

Jenkins actually

was intended for Mr. George, I would have selected a more fitting timepiece. While this watch is acceptable, it doesn’t quite align with Mr. George’s stature. Regrettably, this gift may have somewhat diminished

he cast a glance

furtive glance at George, feeling a sense of

watch’s truth. I

addressed Isabelle, saying, “I assumed you had acquired this watch casually, but I’m pleasantly surprised to learn that you sought out a

he delicately touched the watch adorning his left wrist, adding, “I’ll treasure

Nice!

satisfaction before shifting his gaze to Yves, who appeared momentarily at a loss for words. Unconsciously, he straightened his posture, as if silently challenging Yves with a defiant

“I have a surplus of such watches, far too many to even use. They’re stashed

them.”

“Thank you, but it’s unnecessary. Scarcity enhances worth, and abundance often leads to depreciation. The

of triumph, thinking to himself. Mr. George scores a point, winning over

deserves to be valued. Unlike me, everything at home is bought by Sweetheart. Instead of valuing rarity, I prefer the feeling of losing out when things are in abundance.