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

this fellow

group ascended the stairs to the private room.

out a chair for Isabelle and then positioning another chair

might as well have been sitting on the same chair.

and just as George was about to pass it to

according to your taste.” Yves held the menu, lounging casually.

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should be prepared, and what sauce to accompany it, mentioning that his sweetheart didn’t eat this but loved that.

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

amidst the exchanges was the repeated use of “Sweetheart.”

pay him no mind. That’s simply

George replied, “Understood.”

pondered, Oh no, this individual is undoubtedly

anticipated, Yves shut the menu, spotted the fresh red rose gracing the table before them, and extended his

plucked the thorns from the rose, gently lifted Isabelle’s hair near her ear, and secured the rose behind her ear, remarking, “Flowers enhance beauty perfectly.”

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

completely

the rose from her ear, raised her hand, and resolutely inserted the flower into Yves‘ hair. Half of his meticulously styled

from touching it, particularly since he

Jim, Yves would have engaged in an

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

chairman of the Dilin Group, the

this fellow rather cringe–worthy.

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

his expression, regulated his breathing, and

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