Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 285

Resurrecting the Genius Within 

Chapter 285 No Chance 

Finished 

Carl left looking deflated: all the energy had drained out of him. Even his conversation with George lacked any enthusiasm. 

Isabelle was ready to have her dinner. The couple needed some time alone to bond. Not wanting to linger awkwardly, Carl had to take his leave. 

George instructed, “Dylan, see them out.” 

Dylan thought, Look at him; he’s already showing off his status. 

Simply gave instructions. 

Carl sighed deeply as he exited the villa. 

Percy said. “I always thought you didn’t think much of me, but now I realize you actually consider me good enough to compete with Mr. George.” 

Carl replied, “Stop stabbing me in the heart. 

He thought for a moment and concluded, “I can’t rely on you much, especially when it comes to finding a wife. Friends are fine too, I suppose.” 

Percy said, “I think it’s better to forget it. Did you see how protective George was? If I dared to do anything. I might end up dead on the battlefield one day.” 

Honestly, Percy felt a bit regretful too, but considering the opponent was George, he had no grounds to compete with him. 

Isabelle returned from washing her hands to find George alone in the living room. 

Outside, a car honked briefly, drawing her attention. She glanced out the floor–to–ceiling window and saw that Dylan had finished seeing the guests off and was now in the car. 

George removed the dishes from the food container and served Isabelle’s soup. He said, “Let’s eat. 

Isabelle sat down and took a sip of the soup. She noticed there was quite a lot of food and asked, “Have you eaten yet?” 

George replied, “Not yet; let’s eat together.” 

When he took out another set of dinnerware, she said nothing. 

Before eating, George used his own unused fork to pick up some food for Isabelle. He advised, “This crispy pork is something I’ve liked since I was a kid. Try it–how is it? Does it suit yo 

Isabelle took a bite and said, “Not bad.” 

taste?” 

George continued, “I went to Lutril a few days ago to choose a location. I found a nice spot and plan to start construction in March. If you’re willing, we can visit it once construction is complete.” 

Isabelle replied, “We’ll see.” 

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Chapter 285 No Chance 

Isabelle said, “Tin not good at these things. You decide.” 

George agreed, “Alright–so you’ll accept this gift?” 

Isabelle responded. “Why not? It’s a matter of courtesy.” 

Finished 

George nodded slightly and smiled. He then asked, “You mentioned something earlier. Do you already have a vineyard?” 

And possibly more than one. 

He stopped eating, waiting for her to speak. 

Isabelle looked at him and hesitated for two seconds before revealing. 

“Yves has given me many vineyards across several countries on Ruemania. I recall that he also gifted me a vineyard in Lutril. Jim has given me two wine companies in Graetho, which he manages for me, so I never run out of wine. Just last week, Jim sent her over a dozen bottles of the company’s new products. 

After speaking, she continued eating. 

George, however, found it hard to continue eating. 

After a while, he said, “I should have guessed.” 

Isabelle lacked nothing. This birthday present had been stumping him since last year. 

After much thought, he decided on building a vineyard, thinking it would be impressive. 

Unexpectedly. Yves had already gifted her numerous vineyards, dispersed across the world. 

Had he known, he might as well have given weapons to the Blackwater Mercenaries. 

Isabelle said, “I don’t lack these things, so whatever you give me, it’s the thought that counts.” 

George replied, “Even so, not being able to give you a gift that you truly like is quite regrettable.” 

After all, it was her first birthday, and he would be celebrating it with her. 

Isabelle said, “Did I say I didn’t like it?” 

George looked up at her. 

Before he could ask further, his plate felt slightly heavier. He looked down to see that Isabelle had placed. some food on his plate. Her tone was as cold as usual. “Eat.” 

George felt a jolt of warmth in his/heart and then smiled.