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.

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

through this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet his

to open his eyes as he

slender and familiar figure although his vision was

with trembling hands without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Gwendolyn…

how uncomfortable the drug made

drug as well? Can this lessen some of

hands trembled violently, he 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, yet it felt so distant as if there was an insurmountable barrier

the backlight, but he

was a hundred times worse than when the drug took

she watched him quietly from a

that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t

that she would at least utter a single

was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over

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

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

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

impact caused Maverick to cough

if his lungs were about to be coughed

good. She was about to stand

armrest loosened slightly when she heard

back into her chair, her usual icy

had still been in a cast, lying in the private ward of

it wasn’t going to be anything

she was forcefully

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