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.

my parents reside. The remainder is allocated for security. guards and

in the information with

spacious, equipped with all you could desire. Thus, even if you opt to stay indoors for the summer break, you won’t find yourself bored.”

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

fountains adorning mansion entrances in the past, but

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Opportunity to Repent

Finished

the warm breeze carried a subtle

roof, casting a soft glow on the

sound of a whip slicing through the silence shattered the tranquilly of

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

roof, enveloping him in

gazed upward to behold a towering cross,

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

caused his brow to

a brief moment, he regained his composure, and the narrow, penetrating eyes behind his

soft chuckle escaped his lips. The laughter was brief yet melodic, reverberating through the expansive, vacant church, imparting an unusual tenderness and

yet beneath this benign exterior lurked a perilous essence.

Maria Warner demanded, her brow furrowing

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

breath.

feeling a tad defiant,” he eventually muttered.

you yield, Maria declared.

cracked the

clenched his jaw, veins pulsing

you an opportunity to

in her hand towards the

chuckled darkly and muttered a curse under his breath, his gaze flickering

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

moment to regain