Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 221 My Sweetheart

After a brief period of silence, Isabelle cast a glance in Yves‘ direction and observed him sulking with an expression of discontent.

She instructed, “Remain silent.”

Yves, displaying defiance, replied, “With you by my side, why would I need a bodyguard?”

Isabelle told herself, I regret posing the question.

She guided Yves to the predetermined hotel for their evening meal.

Upon exiting the car and stepping into the lobby, as they progressed toward the elevator, they noticed George and his group entering through a separate entrance.

Kaeli exclaimed, “Miss Jenkins, what a surprise to encounter you here.”

Dylan lightly tapped his nose, trying to hide his embarrassment. I have to confess, Mr. George’s aunt’s acting skills are quite remarkable.

It proved to be quite a challenge for all those engaged in the preparations for Mr. George’s wedding.

Yves fixed his stare on the determined George and interrogated Isabelle with an icy tone, “Do you believe this coincidence?”

Isabelle stated firmly, “This is the most luxurious hotel in Taragon City.”

Yves cautioned, “Don’t defend him, Sweetheart.”

Isabelle expressed concern, “I fear you’ll torment yourself over this!”

As George and his aunt drew near, Kaeli warmly proposed to Isabelle, “George has arranged a private room for me. Since we’re all present, why don’t you join us?”

Isabelle sought Yves‘ perspective.

always relish a festive gathering.”

pondered, What’s this fellow plotting!

the stairs to the private

please take a seat here,” Yves offered, pulling out a chair for Isabelle

might as well have been sitting

with the menu, and just as George was about to pass it to Isabelle, the menu wound up in

I don’t have any specific cravings. I’ll just order according to your taste.” Yves held the menu, lounging

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gras should be prepared, and what

cooked, what sauce to pair with it, flipping through another menu

discern amidst the exchanges

reassured. “Mr. Harris, please pay him

George replied, “Understood.”

is undoubtedly here to stir

spotted the fresh red rose gracing the table before them, and extended his hand to

fixed on him as he carefully plucked the thorns from the rose, gently lifted Isabelle’s hair near her ear, and secured the

Isabelle with a radiant expression, his smile seeming to emanate

devoted admirer, completely captivated by

hand, and resolutely inserted the flower into Yves‘ hair. Half of his meticulously

from touching it, particularly since he had

have engaged

not only unfazed but also immensely joyful and honoured, bestowing upon Isabelle a radiant smile. Thank you,

astonished. The chairman of the Dilin Group,

found this fellow

George, seated a few rows apart. She caught him staring at her, his expression composed but

relaxed his expression, regulated his breathing, and then bestowed upon her a faint smile.

and delicately redirected Isabelle’s gaze towards himself. “Sweetheart, don’t pay him any