Resurrecting the Genius Within

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Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 347 A Woman’s Tears are Deceptive.

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Jim was surprised, thinking he might have misinterpreted what he saw, and felt compelled to stoop down for a closer inspection of Maria.

Was she genuinely frightened to the point of tears?

He hadn’t grasped that she was easily frightened.

Jim wasn’t accustomed to causing distress to young girls until they cried. Witnessing her tears, he was determined not to delay any further and prepared to seize her as a hostage, make a swift escape, and then assess the situation.

He extended his hand to remove her from the bed, yet before he could act, Maria, who had been crying moments earlier, abruptly leapt up and seized his arm, thrusting him back onto the bed.

Oh no, I was tricked.

A woman’s tears are undeniably deceptive.

Jim had no intention of harming her, so he skillfully evaded the dagger she wielded.

Injured and experiencing pain with each movement, he found himself overpowered by Maria’s remaining skills, pinned down on the bed by her.

“Ouch!” he gasped in discomfort.

This cunning girl dared to seize his injury.

Maria positioned herself astride Jim, kneeling on his arms with her legs, and then mercilessly clasped his neck with both hands.

Jim bore whip marks on his neck, and this grasp inflicted genuine pain.

Her subordinates outside heard the disturbance and hurried in. “What happened, Miss?”

Jim found himself being tied up once more.

reflect. Villains meet their demise due to

before Jim, wielding a

pretending to be blind? I’ll make

her hand and strm with the whip, splitting his

Jim, she suddenly felt bored

detestable Jim and was struck by

subordinates, “Go

pang of unease in his heart.

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produced a hefty stack of cash and tossed it to the women, directing

the women displayed remarkable mental fortitude and simply regarded the situation as a

they were eager to pamper him

encircling Jim in the

body, eliciting both pain and

wounds.

chair with his legs securely fastened,

observed with arms folded, “You might as

me

couldn’t tolerate this

innocent expression masking a malicious intent. “Very well,

clenched his

shirt lay open, exposing a body adorned

ensnared his neck with her arms, her whisper carrying a sweet breath into

steadfastly averting his gaze from

positioned herself astride his lap, endeavouring to loosen his belt, while yet

and implored, “Please, I beg

smirked. “So

nodded solemnly and said, “Yes.”

plead,

a surge of anger threaten to consume him.

the score this