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.

“Absolutely, I always relish

What’s this fellow

ascended the stairs to

Yves offered, pulling out a chair for Isabelle

were so close, they might as well

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

cravings. I’ll just order according to

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lesson, detailing the specifics of how the foie gras should be prepared, and what sauce to accompany it, mentioning that his sweetheart

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

the exchanges was the repeated

please pay him no

George replied, “Understood.”

Oh no, this individual is

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

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

with a radiant expression, his smile seeming to emanate from the depths of his

admirer, completely captivated by Isabelle.

ear, raised her hand, and resolutely inserted the flower into Yves‘ hair.

from touching it, particularly since he had dedicated over thirty minutes to styling

would have engaged in an argument, but this person was

also immensely joyful and honoured, bestowing upon Isabelle a radiant

Group, the leader of 791, was actually like this?

this fellow

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

his breathing, and then bestowed upon her a faint

pay him any mind. Focus on me. What makes him so special?”