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.

yet his body still trembled violently,

as he

slender and familiar

looked at that figure

seeing how uncomfortable

suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she feels toward me in

close that he could touch it as soon as he reached

because of the backlight, but he could

made his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred times worse

budge as she watched him quietly from

Maverick’s gaze hadn’t

she would at least utter a

Ryan

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

head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest

you ordered, Ms. Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he

impact caused

echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs

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

armrest loosened slightly

her usual icy haughtiness returning

had still been in a cast, lying in the private ward

at the door with a scowl on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best

end, she was forcefully

crippled after seeing her son, who was on the brink of death after being tortured in the basement. She stepped on the ground

felt how cold and lifeless his body was. She panicked as she noticed his uncontrollable trembling. “Where’s the doctor? Hurry up

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