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.

physiqué was utterly exposed.

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her dark hair and pale skin created a striking contrast.

Finished

His eyes grew slightly heated, and

and grabbed a pillow to cover her chest. She was

Isabelle urged.

his teeth as if attempting

in hand, George gathered her lengthy hair, quickly combing through it with his fingers before skillfully securing it with the clip at the back of her neck, revealing her slim and graceful neck.

to the wound crossing her shoulder, there were two previously healed

scar on her shoulder, feeling a rush

body bore additional scars of its own.

her phone, aware of the man’s closeness. Suddenly, she felt a warm, gentle pressure

lips felt warmer than her skin.

can’t even tend

scars, softly rubbing them with his fingertips, ensuring they were

felt cool against her

over her soft skin, mixing the cream and creating a gentle warmth.

of the cream mixed with her body wash’s pleasant

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carefully applied the medicine, ensuring he didn’t miss any spots. Sometimes, he looked up to check on

and stayed focused on her

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

paused, his gaze fixed on the scar left by the

Finished

back, he had been careful with this one, not because it was worse but because it

fabric, about three fingers wide, covered a

her, tactfully avoiding the scar, and instead applied medication to a

his gaze returned to the scar hidden