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.

mansion area. It

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

in the information with a mix of astonishment and

is rather spacious, equipped with all you could desire. Thus, even if you opt to

meandered around the artificial lake within the mansion’s grounds before coming to

the past,

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

leaky roof, casting a soft glow on the drifting dust

of a whip slicing through the silence shattered the

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

enveloping him in its

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

streak onto his pristine shirt, the gash stretching from his neck to

his brow

eyes behind his

escaped his lips. The laughter was brief yet melodic, reverberating through the expansive, vacant church, imparting an unusual tenderness and charm to those within earshot.

betrayed a calculated tenderness, yet beneath

at?” Maria Warner demanded, her brow furrowing in consternation.

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

breath.

defiant,” he eventually

you yield, Maria declared.

hand and cracked the whip once more.

clenched his jaw, veins

offering you an opportunity to repent

long whip in her hand towards the

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

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

a moment to