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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to keep everything looking natural,

sight of the

Isabelle switched

he had consumed more, the poisoning would have

in the mood to mock

like Joshua, but they might hold him as a bargaining chip. Thus, she had been careful not to alert him until she figured out who he really

impostor to be Storm Shadow’s brother.

tactic was

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Finished

Joshua, many of Dark Shadow’s operatives had killed

kill their own family.

laughter and joy, they killed their relatives.

They left Dark Shadow,

revenge against Dark Shadow,

if nothing had happened. These were Dark

organisation preferred

flowing from Joshua’s mouth. He clutched his

and fled

chase after

the open

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

she could save herself, others wouldn’t give her a

dead. Deborah died at the hands of her

through the open door. Isabelle stood in the

mood at its lowest.

she turned and ran upstairs, grabbing her needle kit before rushing

“Joshua!”

ran in the direction