Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 357 Airport.

The spectacle unnerved the others who had come to collect them, causing them to hesitate, fearful of causing a scene.

At the helm stood a young man with tousled hair, a fusion of features, his appearance akin to a living painting.

Isabelle, however, remained unperturbed by the commotion.

Upon spying Isabelle, Yves lit up with a radiant smile, reaching out for a hug

Yet, as they closed the gap, Isabelle abruptly thrust the backpack she carried into his arms.

Yves caught the bag and attempted to approach further.

With a firm tone, Isabelle stated, “Let’s get moving

Overflowing with emotion, Yves exclaimed, “My dear!”

To which Isabelle retorted, “I’m famished.

Upon Yves prompt, he swiftly grabbed the backpack and caught up with her stride. “Let’s head home. Got everything set up, including all your favorite grub,” he informed her.

As they exited the airport, the streets were awash with a parade of luxury cars, each accompanied by stern- faced, black–suited bodyguards.

Rumor had it that this man’s retinue rivaled that of the president, especially during Isabelle’s arrivals.

Approaching one of the cars, Yves gallantly opened the door for Isabelle.

Isabelle shot back, “Planning to raid my closet?“,

Yves chuckled. “Can I add your clothes to my collection?”

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Isabelle countered, “Think I’ll just blow instead.”

Yves nodded. “Absolutely, if it brings a smile to your face.”

Your collection room

convoy leisurely rolled into a secluded estate, flanked by verdant surroundings..

the left sprawled a vast, meticulously tended garden, imparting a sylvan charm to the abode. To the right stretched out a lush green golf course.

of the opulent mansion, the butler and servants stood

in as if she owned the place, heading straight for the dining room where the

Yves instructed them to take it upstairs and ensure the room was

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with two chairs, Isabelle confidently claimed Yves‘ seat without a moment’s hesitation, while the servants visibly fretted, their brows damp with

Finished

the switch, took the adjacent seat, knowing it had always been intended

fine wine, each boasting a hefty price. tag, all in

“Cheers, darling”

a dish tailored precisely

buds.

treating you?”

approval.

case, no need to rush

found his hunger reignited in Isabelle’s presence, relishing a sumptuous meal alongside

his chin on his hand, his gaze filled with

up?” Isabelle

you. And I’m also working on sorting

to see him

closer, teasingly asking. “Going to see

a smirk,

town and rushed back from Washton last night. She’s got

snapped, “Piss

Years ago,

the operation. Isabelle, however, boldly stepped

been licensure, the operation forged a profound bond between her and Yves, laying