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

exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his face

he felt the blinding light on

slender and familiar figure

hesitation and looked at that figure

heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her feel

effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some

he could touch it as soon as he reached out, yet it

the backlight,

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

did not budge as she watched

gaze hadn’t left her since he opened his eyes, but she

waiting, hoping that she would at least utter a single sentence that contained a

came next was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

couldn’t 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 more violently, and his teeth chattered from the cold. His consciousness

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

Wasn’t that what you ordered, Ms. Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured

caused

as if his lungs were about to be coughed

Ryan’s approach, which seemed to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up to check on Maverick when a

grip on the armrest loosened slightly when she

chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

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

to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the victim, acting

the end, she was forcefully dragged over

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