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.”

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 will punish

Miss.

chatty subordinate out of the door. “Who gave

the others. If they come looking for us, I’ll kill you!”

was bound and detained for a whole day, leaving

and his wounds began to fester

open with a resounding thud, jolting Jim awake

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him, offering it to his parched lips.

Finished

the water as salty as

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

spat the water out in

it into the salty water before delivering a harsh lash to

groan, the pain nearly shattering his teeth before he managed

Jim to gasp for cold air, his

you a few whips every day. And when you’re

her

after enduring three days of relentless

it was already noon

bed, his wounds cleaned

were still bound

who was seated at the table, enjoying some snacks.

called in her subordinate at the door

forcing his

clean and free of

shirt sticking uncomfortably to his treated