Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 368 Far from Love

She was determined to give Hunter a taste of his own medicine.

Yves scoffed, “That guy was practically begging for trouble.”

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He never really cared for Hunter, but he restrained himself because of Hunter’s status and because he thought little of Hunter. Otherwise, Yves would’ve confronted him ages ago.

The table was swiftly cleared, leaving the trio with nothing to do but sip their drinks and chat

Yves pulled out his phone and entertained himself for a bit before suddenly showing Isabelle the screen. “Hey, how do you like this picture I snapped?”

Yves couldn’t quite recall when he took those pictures.

There were several of them, and Yves scrolled through each one, remarking, “My photography skills seem to be improving, don’t you think? Well, your beauty definitely helps, Sweetheart.”

Isabelle glanced at the photos, her expression shifting slightly. “Send them to me.”

Yves agreed. “Sure, I’ll send them right away.

Tve got a bunch of your photos stored on my phone. Want me to send them to you, just for old times‘ sake?” Yves offered.

Isabelle nodded. “Sure.”

She planned to share them with Zack when she got back.

Since Isabelle’s dress lacked a pocket for her phone, she slipped it into the pocket of Yves coat, which was draped over her.

Isabelle fetched her own phone to check out the photos.

Yves sent over the recent ones he took, and Isabelle browsed through them before picking one and forwarding it to George.

After a brief pause, Isabelle deleted the message.

As she was about to put away her phone, a new message popped up.

George: ‘Why’d you delete the message?

morning phone use. Shouldn’t he be getting ready

Isabelle replied, “???”

if he had seen

message

-content

replied, ‘I saved

Isabelle was speechless.

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usually look at the photo

‘I just didn’t

moment, she deleted the message

typing status but saw no response, so he sent

have more?”

back and simply selected a few photos and sent them

hitting up

Yep, with Jim

wrote, Cool. Have

shifted gears to

having waited eagerly for it all

promising, “More pics coming your

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his coat back from Isabelle, he shrugged into it and stood to tidy

proposed, “Sweetheart, care to join me for a

head, stating,

how to respond to George’s message.

“Just a quick dance, or

him off without

“Come on,

as he placed his hand in Yves’s. “Let me.”

cursed under his breath, wanting

softly. “Can’t you see

but before he could make out anything,

are you texting? Why

took a sip of her drink.