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.

also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead.

had struggled through this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet his body

his eyes as he felt the

slender and familiar figure although

at that figure

heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the

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

the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached out, yet it felt so

because of the backlight, but he could feel the

painfully, which was a hundred times worse than when the

not budge as she watched him quietly from a

that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since

waiting, hoping that she would at least utter a

Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

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

it directly on his head!”

aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and

massive impact caused Maverick to

sound of coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs were about

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

grip on the armrest loosened slightly when she heard

back into her chair, her usual icy haughtiness

still been in a cast, lying in the private

up 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

end, she was forcefully

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