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.

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

this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet

he felt

a slender and familiar figure although his vision

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

but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug

that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as

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 forever separating

of the backlight, but he could

coldness made his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred times worse than when the drug

budge as she watched him

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

she would at least utter

next was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

bear 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

head!” Gwendolyn’s

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

caused

his lungs

approach, which seemed to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up to check

grip on the armrest loosened slightly when

settled back into her chair, her usual icy haughtiness

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

that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the victim, acting as though she

was forcefully dragged over

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