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.

was also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like a helpless and pitiful puppy

had struggled through this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his

open his eyes as he felt the blinding light on his

familiar figure although

at that figure longingly. His

but feel heartbroken after seeing how

I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug

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 was an insurmountable barrier forever separating the

see Gwendolyn’s expression because of the backlight, but he could feel the coldness emanating

which was a hundred times

did not budge as she

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

Ryan

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

directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the chair tightened

Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the remaining half bucket of water

caused Maverick to cough

throughout the basement as if his lungs were about to be coughed out. It sounded

to stand up to check on Maverick when a woman’s scream sounded from behind her. “Ah! Maverick! My

the armrest loosened

back into her chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

still been in a cast, lying in the private ward

the 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, acting as though

the end, she was

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