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.

the point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently,

open his eyes as he felt the blinding light

slender and familiar figure although his vision

figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Gwendolyn… I-I feel…

after seeing how uncomfortable the drug made

better knowing that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she feels toward me in her

touch it as soon

backlight, but he could feel the

painfully, which was a hundred times worse than

as she

Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he

waiting, hoping that she would at least utter a single sentence that contained a hint of

came next was Ryan

bucket of ice water. His entire body trembled even more violently, and his teeth chattered from the cold. His consciousness began

on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the chair tightened

ordered, Ms. Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His

impact caused Maverick

his lungs were about

about to stand up to check on Maverick when a woman’s scream sounded from behind her. “Ah! Maverick!

on the armrest loosened slightly when

her chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

lying in the private ward of the

going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the victim, acting as though she really didn’t want

the end, she was

of death after being tortured in the basement. She stepped on the ground and ran as

to Maverick as she felt how cold and lifeless his body was. She panicked as she noticed his uncontrollable

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