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.

meet their demise due to excessive chatter.

stood before Jim, wielding

blind? I’ll make sure to

strm with the whip, splitting his skin upon

suddenly felt bored

at the sophisticated yet detestable Jim and was

her subordinates, “Go fetch some

felt a pang of unease

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circumstance, the women displayed remarkable mental fortitude and simply regarded the situation as a bit of

they

encircling Jim in the chair.

hands brushed against his body, eliciting both pain and

wounds.

his legs securely fastened, Jim found

who observed with arms folded, “You might

me

this

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

clenched his teeth.

exposing a body adorned with lash

ensnared his neck with her arms, her whisper carrying a

his eyes, steadfastly averting his gaze from the pale flesh.

his belt, while yet another leaned in, aiming

and implored, “Please, I beg of

“So

solemnly and said, “Yes.”

you plead, it won’t

surge of anger

settle the score this very