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

instant, George’s eyes softened, a smile gracing

Kaeli remarked,

a handshake.

briefly before extending her

immensely grateful for saving my brother. It’s remarkable to see someone as

the

her hands briefly before releasing them, while George

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to place where he

to speak, Yves swiftly intervened, draping his arm around Isabelle and remarking. “Sweetheart, it seems you had intentions of gifting him the watch

hearing this, arched an eyebrow, though he maintained his composure.

eyes widened, and he couldn’t

going on here? What sort of relationship is this? Is

Miss Jenkins actually permit

Isabelle. “Had I known it 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 your standing.

did he cast a

stole a furtive glance at George, feeling a sense of

Here we go with “sweetheart” and revealing the watch’s truth. I hope no one

a gentle smile as he addressed Isabelle, saying, “I assumed you had acquired this watch casually, but I’m pleasantly surprised to learn that you sought out a friend for it. Mr. Yves must be quite occupied, making his gesture all the

touched the watch adorning his left wrist, adding, “I’ll treasure it even

Nice!

grinned with 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 stance that seemed to say: bring it on!

he retorted, “I have a surplus of such watches, far too many to even use. They’re stashed away beneath my bed. If Mr. George fancies it,

them.”

enhances worth, and abundance often leads to depreciation. The significance of this watch lies not in its material value, but in the sentiment behind it, courtesy of Miss Jenkins.”

moment of triumph, thinking to himself. Mr. George scores a point, winning over the crowd’s favour. The score is now

and 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