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.

refrain from pondering, he couldn’t help but reflect. Villains meet their demise due to excessive chatter. Fortunately, I wasn’t one, or else

before Jim,

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

with the whip, splitting his skin

the silent Jim, she suddenly felt

Jim and was struck by a sudden idea.

she instructed her subordinates, “Go fetch

a pang of unease in

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produced a hefty stack of cash and tossed it

fortitude and simply regarded the

was so attractive that they

around, encircling Jim in the chair.

his body, eliciting both pain and revulsion as they grazed his

wounds.

chair with his legs securely fastened, Jim found himself

he addressed Maria, who observed with arms

me

this sort of

her seemingly innocent expression masking a malicious intent. “Very well, but only if

clenched his teeth.

open, exposing a body adorned with

with her arms, her whisper carrying a sweet breath

his gaze from the pale

astride his lap, endeavouring to loosen his belt, while yet another leaned in,

lips of the women, and implored, “Please,

smirked. “So you’re surrendering?”

nodded solemnly and

if you plead,

surge of anger

vowed to settle the score this