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.”

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 death. This person has powerful backing, and Master Warner doesn’t want to antagonise his family. If you kill him, Master Warner

Miss.

chatty subordinate out of the door. “Who gave you the authority to lecture

an eye on Uncle Grady and the others. If they come looking for

and water as orilered, Jim was bound and detained

make matters worse, the weather was sweltering, and his wounds began to

open with a resounding thud, jolting Jim awake from his

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offering it to his parched lips.

Finished

a sip, finding the water as

to spit it out, and I’ll

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

into the salty water before delivering a

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

causing Jim to gasp for cold air, his body trembling

a few whips

her stern

relentless torture, Jim finally succumbed,

it was already noon

his wounds cleaned

still

seated

in her subordinate at the door to give him

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

the water was clean and free of salt.

chest was soaked, the wet shirt