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.”

remark, couldn’t resist stealing a glance at George, their eyes locking in an unexpected

George’s eyes softened, a smile

Kaeli

for a handshake.

paused briefly before

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

responded,/It was the

releasing them, while George extended his hand to assist his

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eyes, trying to place where

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

an eyebrow, though he

widened, and he

this? Is he this

does Miss Jenkins actually

a more fitting timepiece. While this watch is acceptable, it doesn’t quite align with Mr. George’s stature. Regrettably, this

did he cast a glance

a furtive glance at George, feeling a sense

go with “sweetheart” and revealing the watch’s truth. I hope

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,

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

Nice!

words. Unconsciously, he straightened his posture, as if

a surplus of such watches, far too many to even use. They’re stashed away beneath my bed. If Mr. George

them.”

with gratitude but declined the offer, “Thank you, but it’s unnecessary. Scarcity enhances worth, and abundance often leads to depreciation. The significance of

George scores a point, winning over the crowd’s favour. The score is

a true rarity 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 abundance. My sweetheart possessions, I can never have. too