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.

mansion area. It was the domain of the Harris

added, “That one over there is where my parents reside. The remainder is allocated for

in the information with a mix of astonishment and

Thus, even if you opt to stay indoors for the summer break, you won’t find yourself

the artificial lake within the mansion’s grounds before

mansion entrances in the past,

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An Opportunity

Finished

warm breeze carried a subtle touch of coolness, prompting

through the leaky roof,

of a whip slicing through the silence shattered the tranquilly of

centre of the church, a man was bound to a chair,

cascaded from the roof, enveloping

gazed upward to behold

etching another crimson streak onto his

his brow to furrow once

brief moment, he regained his composure, and the narrow, penetrating eyes behind his glasses fixed on

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

yet beneath this benign exterior lurked a

are you laughing at?” Maria Warner demanded, her brow furrowing in consternation.

torment, didn’t reply immediately. He paused,

breath.

tad defiant,” he

today, I’ll ensure you yield,

her hand and cracked the whip once

clenched his jaw, veins pulsing around

offering you an opportunity to

whip in her hand towards the hanging cross,

his breath, his gaze flickering to the imposing cross before him. “Repent?” he echoed with a

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

took him a moment to regain