Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 467 Beneath the Surface

Two jars of cream sat on the table.

Finisher!

George came closer, looking at the girl with kindness, a smile about to appear.

Isabelle grabbed the partly–used tonic bowl from the table and said, “Start with

this.

George didn’t hesitate. He swiftly took the bowl and drank the tonic.

Upon finishing the tonic, George grinned and commented, “Yves whipped this up for you.”

Placing the bowl aside, he grabbed the cream from the table and glanced at Isabelle’s flowing hair. “Need a hand with tying up your hair?”

There’s a hair clip on the bathroom sink.

I’ll get it.

George made his way to the bathroom to get the hair clip.

When he returned, he stopped at the sight of the girl on the couch.

The couch was placed perpendicular to the bathroom, with the girl facing away from him, raising her arms to take off the nightgown by pulling it up from the

hem.

The nightgown wasn’t a slip–on design but rather a button–up one. Isabelle appeared to find unbuttoning it too much of a hassle, choosing instead to discard it in a single fluid movement.

George’s gaze was caught by a vast expanse of snow–white skin.

Her slender back and waist, became more defined with each movement, accentuating her curves and giving her figure an elegant grace. Her waist curved in an S shape as she undressed, revealing the delicate and beautiful butterfly bones. on her back.

stunning physiqué was utterly

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Beneath

her dark hair and pale skin created

Finished

eyes grew slightly heated, and Adam’s

dropped her clothes and grabbed a pillow to cover her chest. She was only wearing a

here, Isabelle

if attempting to regain his composure.

lengthy hair, quickly combing through it with his fingers before skillfully securing it with the clip

previously

along the raised scar on her shoulder,

additional scars of its

closeness. Suddenly, she felt a warm, gentle pressure

warmer than her

even tend to myself in peace.”

the couch, George smoothed cream onto the scars, softly rubbing them with his fingertips, ensuring they were fully

cream felt cool

over her soft skin, mixing the cream and

of the cream mixed with her body wash’s

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ensuring he didn’t miss any spots. Sometimes,

the pillow and stayed focused on her phone throughout.

on her upper back with cream, beneath which lay another scar from a

the scar left by the blade.

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had been careful with this one, not because it was worse but because it was partly hidden by her bra.

strip of fabric, about three fingers wide, covered a big part of the scar.

instead applied medication to

after, his gaze returned to the scar hidden beneath the fabric.