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 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 he personally avenges his son’s death. This person has powerful backing, and Master Warner doesn’t want to

Miss.

forward and kicked her chatty subordinate out of the door. “Who gave you the authority to lecture me?

keep an eye on Uncle Grady and the

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

weather was sweltering, and his wounds began to fester and

the evening, Maria returned once more, kicking the door open with a resounding thud, jolting Jim awake from his drowsy

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a cup of water and approached him, offering it to his parched lips. Jim lifted his gaze to meet hers briefly before lowering his head.

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tentatively parted his lips and took a sip, finding the water

I’ll kill you,” Maria

spat the water out in one go, his brow furrowed

was infuriated. She retrieved a whip and dipped it into the salty water before delivering a harsh lash

salt–infused whip tore through his skin, opening a bloody wound. Jim let out a stifled groan, the pain nearly shattering his teeth before he managed

stung at his wounds, causing Jim to gasp for cold air, his

more whips, then addressed him sternly, “From today onwards, I’ll give you a few whips every day. And when you’re dead, I’ll capture your two friends and whip them to

her stern words.

after enduring three days of relentless torture,

he regained consciousness, it was already noon

himself lying in bed, his wounds cleaned and dressed, wearing a clean shirt.

and feet were still bound with coarse

Maria, who was seated at

in her subordinate at the

was rough, yanking Jim up and forcing his mouth open to pour the water

time, the water was clean and free of salt.

chest was soaked, the wet shirt sticking