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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hair and pale skin created

Finished

his grip on the hairpin tightening instinctively. His eyes grew slightly heated, and Adam’s apple moved

pillow to cover her

Isabelle urged.

clenched his teeth as if

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

there were two previously healed

scar on her shoulder, feeling a rush

bore additional scars of

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

felt warmer than her

can’t even tend to myself in

George smoothed cream onto the scars, softly rubbing

felt cool

skin, mixing the cream

smell of the cream mixed with her body wash’s pleasant scent blended well and reached his

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Beneath

ensuring he didn’t miss any spots. Sometimes, he looked

the pillow and stayed focused

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

the scar

Finished

one, not

fingers wide, covered a

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

after, his gaze returned to the scar hidden