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

photos with Isabelle get buried, while the photos of her and Yves were swiped all over

everyone said they were the perfect match. Now, they’d moved

through the Taragon University forum, reading

his phone down, eyes drifting

WhatsApp to chat with Isabelle. He typed. ‘Is there a welcome party at

and George hurriedly

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turned stern.

glare, Yves slipped her phone back into her jacket pocket

moment, but there was

to pace, his steps becoming

bathroom and started walking

cold water, and let it cascade over him from head to

of water lasted for

while, but it resumed again at midnight.

and Yves were lounging in their mansion, drinking

The doorbell rang

started to get up, but Isabelle was already heading

it, she was met with the sight of a pale and

unwell?” she asked.

you

head slightly away as

Isabelle stretched out

lowered his head to

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

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

checked my temperature before coming over. It was