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.

and his hair was also damp from perspiration as it

had struggled through this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet

eyes as he

slender and familiar figure although his vision

with trembling hands without hesitation and looked at that figure

but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable

suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she feels toward me

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

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

his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred times worse

not budge as she watched him quietly

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

was still waiting, hoping that she would at least

was Ryan pouring ice-cold

in temperature. He was ice cold to the core after being poured the bucket of ice water. His

head!” Gwendolyn’s

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

massive impact caused Maverick to

sound of coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs were about

cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up to

loosened

her chair, her

cast, lying in the private

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

she was

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