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

exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his

struggled to open his eyes as he felt the

and familiar

without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Gwendolyn…

seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her feel last

through the effects of the drug as well? Can this

him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he

couldn’t see Gwendolyn’s expression because of the backlight, but he could feel the

heartthrob painfully, which was a

budge as she

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

at least

Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

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

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

massive impact caused Maverick to cough

if his lungs were about to

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

on the armrest loosened slightly when she

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,

she was

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