Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 345 Ryan’s Father

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Maria’s face contorted with displeasure as she gazed disapprovingly at Jim, seated nearby. She instructed her subordinates, “You both, take him away for me.”

Jim was led out of the church.

As the initial rays of morning light seeped into the space, he slowly came to his senses, his arms tingling from the prolonged binding.

His injuries and attire were fused together by the dried blood, causing every motion to elicit intense, stabbing agony.

Observing the shabby room where he was held captive, Jim’s contemplations were abruptly halted by the grating sound of the door’s movement.

Advancing towards him with a loaf of bread, Maria mocked, “Are you feeling hungry? Please be with me. Should your begging meet my standards, I may consider granting you bread.”

Jim disregarded her entirely.

Frustrated by being ignored, Maria grabbed Jim’s face and forcefully stuffed the bread into his mouth.

Seeing it wouldn’t go in, she squeezed his cheeks even harder, trying to force his mouth open.

The bread crumbled, but she couldn’t get it into his mouth.

Maria, infuriated, forcefully threw the bread she was holding onto the ground, then ruthlessly stomped on it with her fool

“I want to see how many days you can starve!”

In a fit of anger, she stormed out of the room and ordered her subordinates at the door, “Don’t give him any food, and don’t give him any water to drink.”

to report again. “Miss, Mr. Grady is looking for us everywhere. Should we just hand the person over to him? This person killed Mr. Grady’s son. He won’t rest until he personally avenges his son’s death. This person has powerful backing, and Master Warner doesn’t want

Miss.

and kicked her chatty subordinate out of

Uncle Grady and the others. If they come

Jim was bound and detained for a

sweltering, and his wounds

with a resounding thud, jolting Jim awake from

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held a cup of water and approached him, offering it to his parched lips. Jim lifted his gaze to meet hers briefly before

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a sip, finding the water as salty as if it were straight from the

spit it out, and I’ll kill you,” Maria warned

simply spat the water out in one go, his brow furrowed

into the salty water before delivering

skin, opening a bloody wound. Jim let out a stifled groan, the pain nearly shattering his teeth before he managed to suppress any further cries of

stung at his wounds, causing Jim to gasp

vented her anger with two more whips, then addressed him sternly, “From today onwards, I’ll give you a few whips every day. And when you’re dead, I’ll

left after her stern words.

midnight, after enduring three days of relentless torture, Jim finally succumbed,

it was already noon the

his wounds cleaned and dressed, wearing

feet were still bound with

Maria, who was seated at the table, enjoying some snacks.

in her subordinate at the

his mouth open

the water was clean and free of salt.

the wet shirt sticking uncomfortably to his treated