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.”

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

Miss.

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

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

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

make matters worse, the weather was sweltering, and

once more, kicking the door open with a resounding thud, jolting Jim awake from his drowsy state.

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it to his parched lips. Jim lifted his gaze to meet

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sip, finding the water as salty

out, and I’ll kill

the water out in one go, his brow furrowed in

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

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

to gasp

him sternly, “From today onwards, I’ll give you a few whips every day. And when

after her stern

three days of relentless torture, Jim finally succumbed, slipping into

consciousness, it was already noon the next

wounds cleaned and dressed,

were still bound with coarse rope.

who was seated at the table, enjoying

her subordinate

his mouth open to pour the

time, the water was clean

chest was soaked, the wet shirt