Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 468 The Prettiest Girl

Isabelle’s voice was calm. “Hmm, and then?”

George added, “I’ll help you apply the ointment in the front.”

Isabelle replied, “I think I can handle that myself, right?”

George chose to misinterpret her subtle resistance. “That means it’s still inconvenient for you, so let me do it for you.”

His gaze was clear and earnest, without malicious intent.

Isabelle’s brows were slightly raised as they locked eyes.

Finished

George felt uneasy. Just when he was about to give up under her gaze, Isabelle broke eye contact. Without a word, she lowered the cushion from her chest, displaying a scar on her left chest.

The wound on her rear shoulder had penetrated from the front, narrowly missing her heart. It had been a life–threatening injury at that time.

George steadied himself, controlling his gaze as his fingers, smeared with ointment, moved towards her pale chest.

He applied the ointment from top to bottom.

She had lost a lot of weight recently. Her backbones were prominent, and the contrast with the softness of her chest was stark. The skin on her chest was even more delicate.

The further down he went, the more pronounced the curve became and the softer it felt.

George’s movements grew more gentle.

He tried to regulate his breathing, but then his hand slipped and his finger pressed into her breast, leaving a slight indentation.

The unexpected contact made George’s blood pressure spike. It felt like he was. pressing into cotton candy. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, feeling embarrassed. “Sorry,” he stammered.

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words of apology blurted out.

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more awkward.

was cold, almost

say, “You brought this

quickly recovered, but he saw the tips of her ears flush slightly.

He understood.

a calm facade, but

topic. “Tony mentioned a Sky

“Mm,” Isabelle responded.

smoothly. “Where’s Isa?”

wanted to steer the conversation to something more neutral and

topic, glanced at her phone and

standing patiently in the

“Did

system and the name? What’s the new one?” he

without blinking. “It

can use my voice anytime. No need for my permission

left for Aviara, she had unexpectedly asked him to send her a

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his pleased expression,

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or take advantage,

voice.

voice suddenly took on a deliberate tone as he

as she looked up

was surprised that you would let it call you that.”

malfunction,” Isabelle responded.

that,” he said, but the

face suggested otherwise.

eyes flashed with

his hand. “All done.”