Resurrecting the Genius Within

He knew she was hiding pills to commit suicide, but he pretended not to notice and watched her grow weaker every day.

And then he waited for her to kill herself in agony.

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ed on his way there, arriving just in time to witness his mother catch her last breath.

He was the one who showed Deborah the self–inflicted wounds.

The real Joshua would have hidden his injuries.

But he showed them to Deborah, pushing her to the brink. His calculated actions and feigned exhaustion only added to the pressure on Deborah.

In the end, it led her to take her own life for his sake.

He drove Deborah to her death, all to gain Isabelle’s sympathy more quickly and completely.

He indirectly caused the death of that unfortunate woman.

A woman whose life was filled with suffering was killed by the son she had waited for over a decade to

reunite with.

His face turned icy cold and pallid in the dimly lit living room. The impostor glared at Isabelle and said, “I don’t believe you.”

Suddenly, a sharp pain twisted in his stomach, shattering his cold façade.

Black blood started to trickle from the corner of his mouth. The fake Joshua clutched his abdomen, looking at Isabelle in disbelief.

He then remembered Isabelle had eaten so much and should have shown symptoms of the poison by now, yet she was fine.

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In an attempt to keep everything looking natural, he handed Isabelle a poisoned glass.

of the

when Isabelle

he had consumed more, the poisoning would

in the mood to

assumed they wouldn’t kill an ordinary person like Joshua, but they might hold him as a bargaining

be Storm Shadow’s brother. For Dark Shadow, keeping a hostage was

most vile tactic was driving people to

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He

Finished

had killed their own loved

own family. Some

their laughter and

left Dark Shadow, only to be hunted down by

plotted revenge against Dark Shadow,

continuing as if nothing had happened. These were Dark Shadow’s trained

organisation preferred killing machines.

from Joshua’s mouth. He clutched his stomach, staring at Isabelle,

turned and fled the

chase after

at the open door,

Deborah that she had paid for her treatment. Perhaps things would

could save herself, others wouldn’t give her a

was dead. Deborah died at the hands of her own son. Watching the tragedy unfold, Isabelle’s brow

through the open door. Isabelle stood in

at

upstairs, grabbing her needle kit

“Joshua!”

ran in the direction Joshua had fled.