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

Miss.

her chatty subordinate out of the

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

orilered, Jim was bound and detained for a whole day,

sweltering, and his

door open with a resounding thud, jolting Jim

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to his parched lips. Jim

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lips and took a sip, finding the water as salty as

spit it out, and I’ll kill you,”

threats, Jim simply spat the water out in one

into the salty water before delivering a harsh lash to his body.

stifled groan, the pain nearly shattering his teeth before he managed to

at his wounds, causing Jim to gasp for

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

left after her stern words.

midnight, after enduring three days of relentless torture, Jim finally succumbed, slipping into unconsciousness.

it was already noon the next day.

himself lying in bed, his wounds cleaned and dressed,

and feet were still bound with

Maria, who was seated

in her subordinate

forcing his mouth open

was clean and free

chest was soaked, the wet shirt