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.

grasped that this wasn’t merely a mansion area. It was the domain of the

there is where my parents reside. The remainder is allocated for security. guards and servants, while our living quarters are situated directly ahead.”

the information with a

all you could desire. Thus, even if you opt to

artificial lake within the mansion’s grounds before coming to

fountains adorning mansion entrances in the past, but witnessing a lake was a

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nation, the warm breeze carried a subtle touch of coolness, prompting people to

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

sound of a whip slicing through 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 welts–a harrowing

cascaded from the roof, enveloping

blood and constrained by ropes, he gazed upward to behold

streak onto his pristine shirt, the gash stretching from his

caused his brow to

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

chuckle escaped his lips. The laughter was brief yet melodic, reverberating through the expansive, vacant church, imparting

tenderness, yet beneath this benign exterior

Maria Warner

drained from the torment, didn’t reply immediately. He paused, taking

breath.

defiant,” he

I’ll ensure you yield, Maria

raised her hand and cracked

jaw, veins pulsing

an opportunity to repent

her hand towards the hanging cross,

curse under his breath, his gaze flickering to the imposing

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

moment