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?
Isabelle pondered his early morning phone use. Shouldn’t he be getting ready for work or having breakfast?
Isabelle replied, “???”
She wasn’t sure if he had seen the
message
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George replied, ‘I saved it.
Isabelle was speechless.
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Don’t people usually look at the photo before saving it?
Isabelle texted back, ‘I just didn’t think it was good enough.
In the next moment, she deleted the message once again.
George likely noticed Isabelle’s typing status but saw no response, so he sent a message himself.
Do you have more?”
Isabelle didn’t write back and simply selected a few photos and sent them over.
George asked. “You hitting up a party?‘
Isabelle replied, Yep, with Jim and Yves.”
George wrote, Cool. Have a blast.
The music shifted gears to the Blue Danube Waltz.
Yves perked up, having waited eagerly for it all night.
He powered down his phone, promising, “More pics coming your way later, Sweetheart.”
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Grabbing his coat back from Isabelle, he shrugged into it and stood to tidy himself up. Then, with a grin, he extended his hand to Isabelle.
He proposed, “Sweetheart, care to join me for a dance?”
Isabelle didn’t even lift her head, stating, “Not really into it.”
She pondered over how to respond to George’s message.
Yves looked crestfallen. “Just a quick dance, or even half?”
Isabelle brushed him off without saying anything.
Yves’s expression fell. “Come on, Sweetheart.”
Jim’s deep voice interjected as he placed his hand in Yves’s. “Let me.”
Yves shook off Jim’s hand like he’d touched something foul and cursed under his breath, wanting to punch him in the face.
Jim chuckled softly. “Can’t you see she’s busy?”
Yves glanced at Isabelle’s phone screen, but before he could make out anything, Isabelle turned it off.
Yves slumped back into his seat.“Sweetheart, who are you texting? Why keep me in the dark?”
Isabelle took a sip of her drink.
Seeing her like this, Yves’s heart fell. He leaned closer and peered into her eyes with a smile while shaking his head. “Please don’t tell me it’s George.”
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