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.”

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

Miss.

still furious, marched forward and kicked her chatty subordinate out of the door. “Who gave you the authority to lecture

go and keep an eye on Uncle Grady and the

water as orilered, Jim was bound and detained for

sweltering, and his wounds began

open with a resounding thud, jolting Jim awake from

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parched lips. Jim lifted his gaze to meet

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the water as salty as if it were straight from the

to spit it out, and I’ll

simply spat the water out in one go, his

a whip and dipped it into the

through his skin, opening a bloody wound. Jim let out a stifled groan, the pain nearly shattering his teeth before he managed to suppress any further cries of agony.

Jim to

him sternly, “From today onwards, I’ll give you a few whips

left after her stern words.

of relentless torture, Jim finally succumbed, slipping into

was already noon the next day.

found himself lying in bed, his wounds

feet were still bound with coarse rope.

seated at the table, enjoying

called in her subordinate at the door to give him

rough, yanking Jim up and forcing his mouth open

water was clean and free of salt.

shirt sticking uncomfortably to his