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.”

stealing a glance at George, their eyes locking in an unexpected

instant, George’s eyes softened, a smile gracing his lips as his expression

you frequently,” Kaeli remarked, extending her

for a handshake.

paused briefly before extending her

her gratitude. “Miss Jenkins, I’m immensely grateful for saving my brother.

was the least I could do.”

releasing them, while

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his eyes, trying to place where he

intervened, draping his arm around Isabelle and remarking. “Sweetheart, it

eyebrow, though

contrast, Dylan’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t contain his

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

actually permit

maintained his conversation with 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,

then did he cast a glance in George’s

feeling a sense of unease creeping

“sweetheart” and revealing the watch’s truth.

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

a graceful demeanour, he delicately touched the watch adorning his left wrist, adding, “I’ll treasure it even more from now on.”

Nice!

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

arrogance is evident as he retorted, “I have a surplus of such watches, far too many to even use. They’re stashed away beneath my bed.

them.”

often leads to depreciation. The significance of this watch lies not in its material value, but

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

worth. This watch holds a true rarity and deserves to be valued. Unlike me, everything at home is bought by Sweetheart.