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.

of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently,

to open his eyes as he felt

familiar figure although

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

help but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable

of the drug as well? Can this lessen

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

backlight, but he could feel the coldness emanating

was a hundred times worse than

did not budge as she watched him quietly

Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he

she would at least

next was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

bear the sudden, drastic change in temperature. He was ice cold to the core after being 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 of the chair

by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the

caused Maverick to cough

his lungs were

was extremely frustrated by Ryan’s approach, which seemed to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up

loosened slightly when she heard

her chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning to her

still been in a cast, lying

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 to play the victim,

was

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