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.

a mansion area. It

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

taking in the information with

all you could desire. Thus, even if you

mansion’s grounds before coming to a halt in

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

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a subtle touch of coolness, prompting people

filtered through the leaky roof, casting a soft glow on the

through the silence shattered the tranquilly

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

enveloping him

and constrained by ropes, he gazed upward to behold a towering cross, a symbol of

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

brow to furrow once

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

through

scholarly eyes unwittingly betrayed a calculated tenderness, yet

laughing at?” Maria Warner demanded, her

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

breath.

defiant,”

ensure you yield,

and cracked the whip

clenched his jaw, veins

offering you an opportunity

in her hand towards

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

pondered it, the more ludicrous it seemed, and he found himself unable to

moment to