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

of exhaustion, yet his body still

struggled to open his eyes as he felt the blinding light on his

and familiar figure although

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

after seeing how uncomfortable the

little bit better knowing that 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

because of the backlight, but he could

which was a hundred times worse than

did not budge as she watched him

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

waiting, hoping that she would at least utter

Ryan pouring

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

head!” Gwendolyn’s grip

Ms. Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally

impact caused

basement as if his lungs were

harm than good. She was about to stand up to check on Maverick

grip on the armrest loosened slightly

settled back into her chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

in a cast, lying in the private ward of the Wright

Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best

end, she was forcefully dragged over by

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