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

pondered, What’s this fellow

ascended the stairs to the private

a chair for Isabelle and

they might as well have been sitting on the

George was about to pass it to Isabelle, the menu wound

any specific cravings. I’ll just order according to your taste.”

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prepared, and what sauce to accompany it, mentioning that his

moved on to instructing about the steak–how it should be cooked, what sauce to pair with it, flipping through another menu for other dishes afterwards.

exchanges was the repeated use of “Sweetheart.”

please pay him no

George replied, “Understood.”

no, this individual is undoubtedly

menu, spotted the fresh red rose gracing the table before them, and extended his hand to retrieve the flower.

were fixed on him as he carefully plucked the thorns from the rose, gently lifted Isabelle’s hair near

hand, beaming at Isabelle with a radiant expression, his smile seeming

completely

and resolutely inserted the flower into Yves‘ hair.

hair greatly, forbidding anyone from touching it, particularly since he had dedicated over thirty

anyone else, even Jim, Yves would have engaged in an argument, but

felt not only unfazed but also immensely joyful and honoured, bestowing upon

The chairman of the Dilin Group, the leader of 791,

this fellow

stole a glance at George, seated a few rows apart. She caught him staring at her, his expression composed but his jaw tight, possibly

making eye contact, he gradually relaxed his expression, regulated his breathing, and then bestowed upon her a

and delicately redirected Isabelle’s gaze towards himself. “Sweetheart, don’t pay him any mind. Focus on me. What makes