Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 468

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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The words of apology blurted out. 

Finished 

At first, it was nothing, but his apology only made the situation more awkward. George was rattled, nervously swallowing and pressing his lips together. 

Isabelle’s gaze was cold, almost mocking. 

Her eyes seemed to say, “You brought this on yourself.” 

Seeing her remain composed, George quickly recovered, but he saw the tips of her ears flush slightly. 

He understood. 

The last time he had helped her bathe, she had also kept a calm facade, but a single kiss from him had broken her composure. 

George continued applying the ointment while looking for a topic. “Tony mentioned a Sky Eye Robot is broken. He asked me to tell you.” 

“Mm,” Isabelle responded. 

George talked more smoothly. “Where’s Isa?” 

He wanted to steer the conversation to something more neutral and was also curious about Isa’s language system. 

Isabelle, clearly not interested in this topic, glanced at her phone and replied curtly, “Can’t you see that big thing in the corner?” 

George glanced over and noticed Isa standing patiently in the corner, appearing to be powered off. 

“Did 

you change the system and the name? What’s the new one?” he asked. 

Isabelle lied without blinking. “It hasn’t changed.” 

George relaxed completely. He said casually, “You can use my voice anytime. No need for my permission 

He recalled that a few days before she left for Aviara, she had unexpectedly asked him to send her a voice message. It was no surprise that she had used his voice then. 

Chapter 46-8. The Prettiest and 

Seeing his pleased expression, Isabelle commented, “Impressive.” 

Finished 

George chuckled. “You didn’t bully me or take advantage, did you? I mean, my 

voice. 

Isabelle replied coolly, “I’m not that bored.” Nodding slightly, George’s voice suddenly took on a deliberate tone as he called out, “Honey?” 

Isabelle’s fingers paused on her phone as she looked up at him. 

George quickly added, “I mean, I was surprised that you would let it call you that.” 

“It’s a system malfunction,” Isabelle responded. 

“Got it. I’ll remember that,” he said, but the smile on his 

face suggested otherwise. 

What nonsense!” Isabelle’s eyes flashed with a hint of anger. 

George retracted his hand. “All done.” 

“Let me see your back.” 

George stood up and moved around her. The ointment hadn’t fully absorbed yet. 

“Wait for a while,” he suggested, grabbing a nearby blanket, shaking it away, and draping it over her shoulders. 

“Don’t catch a cold.”