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.

enthusiastically concurred, “Absolutely, I always relish a festive

this fellow

ascended the stairs to

out a chair for

well have been sitting on the same chair.

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

don’t have any specific cravings. I’ll just order according

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what sauce to accompany it, mentioning that

steak–how it should be cooked, what sauce to pair with it, flipping through another menu for other dishes

George could discern amidst the exchanges was the

him no mind. That’s simply

George replied, “Understood.”

Oh no, this individual is undoubtedly here to

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

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

expression, his smile

completely

and resolutely inserted the flower into Yves‘ hair. Half of his meticulously styled locks were mercilessly penetrated by the rose.

touching it, particularly

have engaged in an argument,

but also immensely joyful and honoured, bestowing upon Isabelle a radiant smile. Thank you,

was astonished. The chairman of the Dilin Group, the

found this fellow rather

a few rows apart. She caught him staring at her, his expression

regulated his breathing, and

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