Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 780:

Silver Fox was taken aback to find that Burnet had put together matching outfits for them. Both were clad in pristine white shirts and black trousers. On the chest of each white shirt was a small embroidered red heart, the two hearts complementing each other perfectly—a subtle yet romantic touch she hadn’t anticipated from him.

As she pondered over this unexpected gesture, her gaze fell to their footwear. Burnet’s feet were snug in new white casual shoes, while she still wore the black leather shoes from the day before. The mismatched shoes seemed out of place now that everything else was so carefully coordinated.

Before she could comment, Burnet interrupted, “I’ve also got shoes for you.”

Surprised, Silver Fox looked up as he presented a shoebox from the bed, revealing a pair of women’s casual shoes, a perfect match to his own. His smile was gentle as he said, “Might as well complete the ensemble.”

He gestured towards the chair beside the bed. “Please sit down.”

Still processing his thoughtfulness, Silver Fox moved as if in a trance and sat down.

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Burnet then knelt on one knee before her, his actions tender as he began to change her shoes.

Burnet held her foot. The warmth from his hands seemed to radiate up her

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held fast, his voice steady,

to resist his gentle command, Silver Fox ceased her

her. He slipped a pair of fresh socks onto her feet before he fitted the new shoes and tied the

surveyed his work with a satisfied nod and looked

of personal care was foreign to her, reminiscent only of faint childhood memories of her mother’s gentle touch—memories long faded after her mother’s early departure from her

a mix of curiosity and accusation. “Is this

next words, however, caught her completely off guard. “Congratulations, Miss Swain. You’re the first woman I’ve ever had the honor to serve in this way. And should

warmth in Silver Fox’s heart. Being doted on by such a man—wealthy, handsome—how could she and her future daughter

lingered. She dreaded the thought of him extending this intimate service to other

their daughters in the same way?” she

responded, “Rest assured, Miss Swain. This level of care is reserved solely for my wife and daughter. As long as

into a smile, a chuckle almost escaping her. She found comfort and joy in his