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.”

to her room, 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

Miss.

subordinate out of the door.

go and keep an eye on Uncle Grady and the others. If they

as orilered, Jim was bound and detained for a

sweltering, and his wounds

returned once more, kicking the door open with a resounding

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his parched lips. Jim lifted his gaze

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water as salty as if it

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

spat the water out

a whip and dipped it into the salty water before delivering a harsh lash to

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

wounds, causing Jim to gasp for cold

“From today onwards, I’ll give you a

her stern words.

of relentless torture,

he regained consciousness, it was already noon

himself lying in bed, his wounds cleaned and dressed, wearing

still bound with coarse rope.

Maria, who was seated at the table, enjoying some snacks.

Maria called in her subordinate at the door

his mouth open to pour the water down his throat.

water was clean and

wet shirt sticking uncomfortably to his treated