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.

a mansion area. It was the domain of

remainder is allocated for security. guards and servants, while our living quarters

taking in the information with a mix

desire. Thus, even if you opt to stay indoors for the summer break, you

the mansion’s grounds before coming to a halt in front of George’s mansion.

in the past, but witnessing a lake was a

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enveloped the entire nation, the warm breeze carried a subtle touch

roof, casting a

the silence shattered the tranquilly of the room.

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

cascaded from the roof, enveloping

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

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

agony caused his brow to furrow

and the narrow, penetrating eyes behind his glasses fixed on the woman

laughter was brief yet melodic, reverberating through the expansive, vacant church, imparting an unusual tenderness and charm

scholarly eyes unwittingly betrayed a calculated tenderness, yet

at?” Maria Warner demanded, her brow furrowing in

the torment, didn’t reply immediately. He paused,

breath.

a tad defiant,” he eventually

you

and cracked

his jaw, veins pulsing

opportunity to repent

in her

curse under his breath, his gaze flickering to the imposing cross before him. “Repent?” he

he pondered it, the more ludicrous it seemed, and he found himself unable to stifle his laughter, even as Maria glared at him

a moment