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.

as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like

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

open his eyes as he felt the blinding

slender and familiar figure although his vision

that figure longingly.

heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her feel last

bit better knowing that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the

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

of the backlight, but he could feel

intense coldness made his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred times worse than when the drug

not budge as she

noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he opened his eyes, but she

was still waiting, hoping that she would at least utter a single sentence that contained

Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

was ice cold to the core after being poured the bucket of ice water. His entire

pour it directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the

her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and

caused Maverick to

throughout the basement as if his lungs were about to be

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

on the armrest loosened slightly when

into her chair, her usual

cast, lying in the private ward of

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, acting as though she

end, she was forcefully dragged

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