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.”

for us everywhere. Should we just hand the person over to him? This person killed Mr. Grady’s son. He won’t

Miss.

subordinate out of the door. “Who gave you the authority

the others. If they come looking

and water as orilered, Jim was bound and detained for a whole day, leaving him utterly

and his wounds began to fester

Maria returned once more, kicking the door open with a resounding thud, jolting Jim awake from his drowsy state.

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it to his parched

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

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

water out in one go, his brow furrowed in

and dipped it into the salty water

opening a bloody wound. Jim let out a stifled groan, the pain

Jim to gasp for cold air,

onwards, I’ll give you a few

her

of relentless torture, Jim finally succumbed, slipping into

was already noon the next

wounds cleaned and dressed, wearing a clean

hands and feet were still bound

fell upon Maria, who was seated at the table,

him awake, Maria called in her subordinate at the door to give him water.

was rough, yanking Jim up and forcing his mouth open to pour the water

the water was clean and free of

chest was soaked, the wet shirt