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 excessive chatter. Fortunately, I

Jim, wielding

me by pretending to be blind? I’ll make sure

the whip,

the silent Jim, she suddenly felt

yet detestable Jim and was struck by a

instructed her subordinates, “Go fetch

felt a pang of unease in his

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perfumes nearly suffocating.

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a hefty stack of cash and tossed it to the women, directing them to serve Jim

fortitude and simply regarded the situation as a bit of unconventional play. Consequently,

man was so attractive that they were eager to pamper

Jim in the

eliciting both pain and revulsion as they grazed his

wounds.

the chair with his legs securely fastened, Jim

observed with arms folded, “You might as well

me

this sort

appeared satisfied, her seemingly innocent expression masking a malicious intent.

his teeth.

exposing a body adorned

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

shut his eyes, steadfastly averting his gaze from the

astride his lap, endeavouring to loosen his

of the women, and implored, “Please, I beg of you, just

“So

and said,

you plead, it won’t sway

surge of anger threaten to consume

settle the score