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.

also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like a

struggled through this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet his body still

he felt

familiar figure

and looked at that figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as

seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her

drug as

to reach out 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

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

a hundred times worse than

did not budge as she watched

noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since

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

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 more violently, and his

head!” Gwendolyn’s

her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the remaining half bucket

caused Maverick to cough

coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs were about to be coughed out.

good. She was about to stand

the armrest loosened

her chair, her usual icy haughtiness

had still been in a cast, lying

easily tell 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

end, she was forcefully

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