Resurrecting the Genius Within

O

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.

wasn’t merely a mansion area.

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

in the information with a mix

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

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

mansion entrances in the past, but witnessing a lake was a novelty.

1/3

Opportunity to Repent

Finished

a

church, moonbeams filtered through the leaky roof, casting

the silence shattered the tranquilly of the

man was bound to a chair,

enveloping

by ropes, he gazed upward to behold a towering cross,

streak onto his pristine

agony caused his brow to

narrow, penetrating eyes behind his glasses fixed on the woman

The laughter was brief yet melodic, reverberating through the expansive, vacant

tenderness, yet

Maria Warner demanded, her brow furrowing in

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

breath.

tad defiant,” he eventually muttered.

today, I’ll ensure you yield,

her hand and cracked the whip

veins pulsing around his neck.

an opportunity to repent

in her hand towards the hanging

chuckled darkly and muttered a curse under his breath, his gaze flickering to the imposing cross before him. “Repent?” he

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

took him a moment to regain his