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.

area. It was the domain of the

allocated for security. guards and servants, while our living quarters are situated directly ahead.”

taking in the information with a mix of

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

lake within the mansion’s grounds before coming to a halt in front of George’s mansion.

encountered fountains adorning mansion entrances in the past, but

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a subtle touch of coolness, prompting

the leaky roof, casting a soft glow

through the silence shattered the tranquilly of the

man was bound to a chair, his white shirt

cascaded from the roof, enveloping him in its

and constrained by ropes, he gazed upward to behold

through the air, etching another crimson streak onto his

brow to furrow

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

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

unwittingly betrayed a calculated tenderness, yet beneath this

Maria Warner demanded, her brow furrowing in

reply immediately. He paused,

breath.

tad defiant,” he eventually

ensure you yield, Maria declared.

hand and cracked the

his jaw, veins pulsing around his neck.

opportunity

whip in her

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

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

moment to regain his composure.