Gwendolyn clenched her hands tightly as she listened to the low growls coming from inside.

However, her face was still cold and emotionless when she looked at Elven. “Do you think I’ve gone too far?”

Elven knelt down on the spot. “That’s not what I meant. You were drugged last night. It’s only fair to make up for the suffering you endured, but I know that you don’t really want to kill Mr. Wright.”

Gwendolyn felt much better after she heard that.

She looked at Quinton after contemplating for a while. “Go to the Wright residence and bring Frida over here. Be quick.”

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.” Quinton set off immediately.

The rest of them stood at the basement door, listening as the growling and struggling sounds grew more intense as though Maverick was on the brink of despair.

Even the tall and burly bodyguards found it difficult to continue listening and felt as though they were also being subjected to a cruel form of torture.

Ten minutes later, Gwendolyn finally spoke up. “Open the door. Get a bucket of ice water and bring it over. It’ll help him cool down.”

The bodyguards obeyed Gwendolyn’s orders after a brief moment of shock and went to get some ice cubes to mix with a bucket of water.

Creak.

The basement door opened, allowing a sliver of light to seep in. That beam of light stretched Maverick’s shadow long and thin in the center.

Maverick lay curled up on the floor, just like a baby in its mother’s womb.

The floor beneath him was soaked with sweat, and his hair was also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like a helpless and pitiful puppy that had been injured.

through this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his face was

struggled to open his eyes as he felt the blinding light on his

saw a slender and familiar figure

hands without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly. His voice was

how uncomfortable the drug made

suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some

though his hands trembled violently, he stubbornly tried to reach out and touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached

couldn’t see Gwendolyn’s expression because of the backlight, but he could

which was a hundred times worse

did not budge as she watched him quietly from a

she noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he

least utter

Ryan pouring

He was ice cold to the core after being poured the bucket of ice water. His entire body trembled even

directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the

demeanor. His hand

impact caused Maverick

if his lungs were about to

more harm than good. She was about to stand up to

grip on the armrest loosened slightly when

her chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning to

been in a cast, lying in the private

a scowl on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good,

she was

after seeing her son, who was on the brink of death after being tortured in

how cold and lifeless his body was. She panicked as she noticed his uncontrollable trembling. “Where’s the doctor? Hurry up and find a doctor! My son is dying! He can’t die! He mustn’t

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