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.

as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like

this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his face was

eyes as he felt the blinding

slender and familiar figure although

reached out with trembling hands without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly. His voice

couldn’t help but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her

she feel a little bit better knowing that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen

touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached out,

because of the backlight, but he could feel the coldness

his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred

as she

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

was still waiting, hoping that she would at least utter a

next was Ryan pouring ice-cold

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

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

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

caused Maverick to

of coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs were

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

the armrest loosened slightly

her usual icy

in a cast, lying

scowl on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the victim, acting as though

the end, she was forcefully dragged over by

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