Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 224 A Persistent Fever

Isabelle’s friend was definitely not an ordinary person.

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“Who is he? Can you introduce us? He doesn’t look like he comes from Taragon City,” Danny inquired, sneaking a glance at Yves.

He has a striking look and impeccable style, is he a celebrity?

“If you were a pretty girl, maybe I’d consider it.” Isabelle teased.

Just then, a hand gently turned her face back. “Sweetheart, no talking to other guys!

Yves leaned closer and whispered, “What pretty girls? Have you ever seen me with anyone else when I’m with you?

Danny spoke inwardly. This man didn’t only call her “sweetheart” and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, but he also touched her face. Bolder than even George.

What was supposed to be a welcome party had transformed into a showcase for this gorgeous couple.

The group chats and forum were abuzz; nobody paying attention to the actual event.

Photos of Isabelle and George walking around campus had dominated the forum’s top spots for more than two weeks. But after Yves’s arrival, those pictures were quickly replaced.

Now, photos of Yves and the two of them sitting side by side were moved to the top, and each one was different.

‘No, I still ship Isabelle and Mr. George.

‘Sorry, but I’m switching ships. I’m struck by this guy’s appearance. He met my aesthetic standards, like a male protagonist straight out of a novel!”

‘Hey, didn’t you say the same thing when you switched from Mr. Carter to Mr. George?‘

The forum had become a battleground for fans of different pairings

watching his photos with Isabelle get buried, while the

two weeks ago, everyone said they were the perfect match. Now, they’d moved on to the new “male

few weeks, George’s favourite pastime was scrolling through the Taragon University forum, reading all the comments about

his phone down, eyes

chat with Isabelle. He typed. ‘Is there a welcome

soon, and

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turned

Yves slipped her phone back into her jacket pocket with a

moment, but there was no

pace, his steps becoming more agitated.

turned towards the bathroom and

the cold water, and let it cascade over him

of water lasted for

a while, but

were lounging in their mansion, drinking wine and chatting.

The doorbell rang

get up, but Isabelle was already heading to

with the sight of a pale and exhausted George.

unwell?” she

see you to ask whether you can do a house visit,” George replied. He coughed twice into his

head slightly away as

Isabelle stretched out her hand

scorching heat, and George lowered his head to accommodate her

thought to himself, Great, now I won’t wash my forehead for three days. I’ll treasure

his temperature, Isabelle pulled her hand back, and George immediately touched his forehead

before coming over. It was 38.1 degrees,