Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within Chapter 226 Foolish Acts.

Isabelle lifted her gaze to him, her expression silently questioning why he was suddenly telling her all this.

George began to explain, "I envy them because they mean something different to you. They know you better than I do. I have no other way to get to know you, so I tried to let you know me. But it seems I did something foolish because I don't even know whether you're interested in getting to know me." The frustration from Yves's earlier remarks, combined with the illness, had George unable to suppress his emotions. In a heated moment, he disregarded whether it was the right tor not.

Isabelle's lips curved into a faint smile, so slight it was almost nonexistent.

The smile wasn't for any particular reason, she just found it amusing how this businessman could speak so spoke more vaguely, she wouldn't have understood his meaning at all.

eloquently. If he Tonight, she had indeed drunk a bit too much wine.

"Miss Jenkins, there's something I need to say... George began, trying to take her hand despite the acupuncture needle in his hand.

His fingers started to close around hers.

Yves banged the door loudly from the outside. "Sweetheart! If you don't answer me, I will kick this door down!" The atmosphere was thoroughly disrupted.

"Alright, it's done, Isabelle said, releasing his hand and removing the needle.

As soon as the needle was pulled out, George felt a rush of clarity. Watching her carefully put away the needle, he quietly adjusted his clothes and fastened his buttons.

He felt both regretful and relieved that he hadn't said more because he knew wouldn't have received the answer he wanted.

Trying to regain his composure, he smoothly shifted the conversation. "Do you have any plans for the winter break? Will you be going somewhere far like you did during the summer?" "Yes," Isabelle replied shortly.

He immediately asked, "Will it be dangerous?" She raised an eyebrow slightly. "Whom are you asking?"or the poor souls I go after? George looked at her face. "You seem a bit drunk." "A little, she admitted.

"Is he sleeping in the next room?" George asked.

"What? Are you going to tellagain how it's improper for a single man and woman to be alone 1/3 85% Chapter 226 Foolish Acts George stood up and put on his coat. "No, that's not it. One reminder is enough; more than that just becomes annoying.

"I sent you a message last night," he added.

"I know," she said.

Yves outside was about to break down the door, but the two continued their conversation.

"Don't you want to clarify something for yourself?" George asked.

After all, Yves's reply was quite rude.

"You know it wasn'twho sent that,” Isabelle responded calmly.

George smiled. "Of course I know." After packing up her things. Isabelle glanced at George, who was now fully dressed. "It's cold outside, make sure you stay warm," she said, then went to open the door.

"I will" George felt much better in an instant.

Just two seconds before Yves could kick the door down, Isabelle opened the door.

Seeing her, Yves's wild demeanour immediately softened into a harmless, radiant smile. "Sweetheart....

Once downstairs, Isabelle advised George, "Go hand take sfever medicine. If your headache persists tomorrow, cseeagain." "Alright, George agreed.

Yves, impatiently, added, "Hurry up and leave." Beneath Yves's cold stare, George stepped out of the mansion.

Dylan looked at Yves and Isabelle at the door of the mansion, then watched as George walked alone into the cold night.

He sighed empathetically, feeling pity for his lonely master.

In the car, Dylan tried to console him. "Mr. George, don't worry. I don't think Miss Jenkins is the type to be interested in someone like Yves.

"And besides, they've known each other for a long time. If there were any real feelings, they'd have acted on them by now. Please take care of your health," Dylan was still confused. Mr. George was fine during the day yesterday. How had he fallen ill so suddenly!

Given Mr. George's robust health, it seemed unlikely he was genuinely sick. Could Yves have provoked him that badly? Still, the timing of this illness was strangely convenient. George glanced out the car window, watching the mansion door which had already closed.

Back inside, Yves commented, "He doesn't seem like the type to get sick easily. Is he faking it?" 2/3 12:51 Thu, 13 Jun Chapter 220 Foolish Acts Isabelle replied, "Are you doubting my medical skills?" "I'm saying he might have made himself sick on purpose." "Isn't that something you used to do?"

Indeed, Yves had frequently pretended to be sick to get isabelle's treatment. He often pushed his body to the limit. Whenever he felt a slight discomfort, he would pretend to be very sick before Isabelle.

Despite the passage of years, Yves didn't think his actions had been foolish. Ne still thought he was very sinart.

"I only did it to see you more often, Sweetheart." This comment made Isabelle glance back outside through the big window. The car was already gone.

"Sweetheart, how much did you charge him for the treatment?" I've received a dozen crates of weapons at Melfrey from him." It's not just weapons. He gaveneedles and this mansion. "Melfrey?" X