Resurrecting the Genius Within

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Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 344 An Opportunity to Repent

Ethan, who was being teased relentlessly, felt his cheeks flush and lowered his head quietly.

Finished

He observed that numerous cars occupied the identical position they had been in since his arrival earlier, mirroring days past.

Ethan couldn’t resist querying. “Did you all not return to the hotel, Brother George?”

He then turned his gaze towards Jack and the others.

George responded, “The traffic was dreadful on our return journey, so we decided to skip the hotel. Let’s head home for lunch. Everything’s ready.”

Ethan presumed that by “home,” George referred to Isabelle’s house, but it transpired they were heading to George’s house.

Upon entering the estate, Ethan surveyed the splendid scenery and grand buildings scattered around, sensing a twinge of discomfort.

Occasionally, he spotted security guards making their rounds.

Having resided in Taragon City for more than six months, Ethan understood that the affluence in Taragon City set it apart from other states.

This mansion was undeniably the wealthiest among the affluent.

Did Brother George reside here?

Ethan couldn’t resist pondering which mansion belonged to them.

George proceeded to introduce each mansion, saying. “The one ahead is my eldest brother Riley’s house. Next to it resides my eldest nephew. On the left is my younger nephew’s house. He’s a year older than you, studying overseas. I’ll acquaint you with him upon his return. At the back is where my second brother resides…”

Ethan couldn’t help but gaze at George, feeling his breath catch slightly.

this wasn’t merely a mansion area. It was the

added, “That one over there is where my parents reside. The remainder is allocated for security. guards and servants, while our

information with a mix of astonishment

equipped with all you could desire. Thus, even if you

the artificial lake within the mansion’s grounds

entrances in the past, but witnessing a lake was

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carried a subtle

leaky roof, casting a

of a whip slicing through the silence shattered

the centre of the church, a man was bound to a chair, his white shirt marred by

cascaded from the roof, enveloping

constrained by ropes, he gazed upward to behold a towering cross, a symbol of

the air, etching another crimson streak onto his pristine shirt, the gash stretching from his neck to

brow to furrow once more.

the narrow, penetrating eyes behind his glasses fixed on the woman wielding the whip before him.

melodic, reverberating through the expansive, vacant church, imparting an unusual

calculated tenderness, yet beneath this benign exterior lurked a

you laughing at?” Maria Warner demanded, her

didn’t reply immediately. He

breath.

feeling a tad defiant,”

I’ll ensure you

cracked the whip once

jaw, veins

opportunity to repent today.”

in her hand

and muttered a curse under his breath, his gaze flickering to the imposing cross before him.

it seemed, and he found himself unable to stifle his laughter, even as Maria glared at

took him a moment to regain his