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.”

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 death. This person

Miss.

out of the door.

keep an eye on Uncle Grady and the

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

sweltering, and

Maria returned once more, kicking the door open with a resounding thud, jolting Jim

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to his parched lips. Jim lifted his gaze to meet hers briefly before lowering

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

it out, and I’ll

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

retrieved a whip and dipped it into the salty water before delivering

bloody wound. Jim let out a stifled groan, the pain nearly shattering his teeth before he

wounds, causing Jim to gasp for cold

two more whips, then addressed him sternly, “From today onwards, I’ll give you a few whips every

her stern

of relentless torture, Jim

was already noon the next day.

bed, his wounds cleaned and dressed, wearing

and feet were still

seated at the table, enjoying

her subordinate at the door

and forcing his mouth open to pour the

clean and

was soaked, the wet shirt sticking uncomfortably to his treated