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.

damp from perspiration as it

yet his body still trembled violently, and

his eyes as he felt

a slender and familiar

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

seeing how uncomfortable the drug made

through the effects of the drug as well? Can this

stubbornly tried to reach out and touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached out,

couldn’t see Gwendolyn’s expression because of the backlight, but he could feel the coldness

which was a hundred times worse than when the drug

not budge as she watched him quietly

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

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

came next was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

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 cold. His consciousness began to

pour it directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s

her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the remaining half bucket

caused

sound of coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs

by Ryan’s approach, which seemed to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up to check on Maverick when a

grip on the armrest loosened slightly when

into her chair, her usual

lying in the private ward of

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, acting as though she really didn’t

end, she was forcefully dragged

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