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, and his

struggled to open his eyes as he felt

slender and familiar figure although his vision

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

couldn’t help but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable

effects of the drug as well? Can

to reach out and touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached out, yet it felt so distant as if there

because of the backlight, but he could feel

which was a hundred times worse than when the drug

she watched

eyes narrowed slightly as she noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since

she would at least utter a single sentence that contained

next was Ryan pouring ice-cold water

bucket

who told you to pour it directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the chair

His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the remaining half

massive impact caused

heart-wrenching sound of coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his

harm than good. She was about to stand up to check on Maverick when a woman’s scream sounded from behind

grip on the armrest loosened

settled back into her chair, her usual icy

a cast, lying in the private ward

it wasn’t going to be anything good,

was forcefully

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