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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. It

remainder is allocated for security. guards and servants, while

in the information with a

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

the artificial lake within the mansion’s grounds before coming

entrances in the

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warm breeze carried a subtle touch of coolness, prompting people

the leaky roof, casting a soft

the silence shattered the tranquilly of the

a man was bound to a chair, his white shirt marred by bloody welts–a harrowing spectacle.

enveloping him in

ropes, he gazed upward to

the air, etching another crimson streak onto his pristine shirt, the gash

brow

the narrow, penetrating eyes behind his

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

tenderness, yet beneath this benign exterior

laughing at?” Maria Warner demanded, her brow furrowing

reply immediately. He paused, taking a moment to steady his

breath.

feeling a tad defiant,”

you

her hand and cracked

veins pulsing around his neck.

opportunity to repent

long whip in her hand towards the hanging cross,

under his breath, his gaze flickering to the imposing cross

ludicrous it seemed, and he found himself unable

a moment to regain his composure.

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