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.

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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.

wasn’t merely a mansion area.

remainder is allocated

silent, taking in the information with a mix of astonishment and contemplation.

remarked, “The house is rather spacious, equipped with all you could desire. Thus, even if you opt to stay indoors for the summer break, you

around the artificial lake within the mansion’s grounds before coming to a

fountains adorning mansion entrances in the past, but witnessing a

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a subtle touch of coolness,

the abandoned, decrepit church, moonbeams filtered through the leaky roof, casting a soft glow

the

a chair, his white shirt marred by bloody welts–a harrowing spectacle.

enveloping him in its

upward to behold a

his pristine shirt, the gash stretching from his neck

brow to

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

was brief yet melodic, reverberating through the expansive, vacant church,

scholarly eyes unwittingly betrayed a calculated tenderness, yet beneath this benign

Warner

the torment, didn’t reply immediately. He paused, taking a moment to

breath.

a tad defiant,” he eventually

ensure you yield, Maria declared.

and cracked

jaw, veins pulsing

opportunity to repent today.”

the long whip in her hand towards

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

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

took him a moment to regain