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.”

room, seething with rage. Her foolish subordinate came 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

Miss.

subordinate out of the door. “Who gave you

the others. If they

bound and detained for

worse, the weather was sweltering, and his wounds

with a resounding thud, jolting Jim

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approached him, offering it to his parched lips. Jim lifted his gaze to

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tentatively parted his lips and took a sip, finding the water as salty as

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

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

the salty water before delivering a harsh lash to his body.

tore through his skin, opening a bloody wound. Jim let out a stifled groan, the pain nearly shattering his teeth

stung at his wounds, causing Jim to gasp

you a few whips every day. And when you’re dead, I’ll capture

left after her

relentless

regained consciousness, it was already noon the next day.

lying in bed, his wounds cleaned and

hands and feet were still bound with

seated

subordinate at the door to

man was rough, yanking Jim up and forcing his mouth open

time, the water was clean and

chest was soaked, the wet shirt sticking uncomfortably to his