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.

hair was also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his

point of exhaustion, yet his body still

as he felt the blinding

and familiar figure although his

figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as

help but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her feel

drug as well? Can this lessen some of

trembled violently, he stubbornly tried to reach out and touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it

backlight, but he could

painfully, which was a hundred times worse than when

as she watched him quietly from a

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

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

Ryan pouring ice-cold

body 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

to pour it directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s

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

massive impact caused Maverick

the basement as if his lungs were about to be coughed out. It

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

armrest loosened slightly when she heard

chair, her usual icy haughtiness

had still been in a cast, lying in the private ward of

door with a scowl on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play

was forcefully dragged

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