Immediately after, the smooth skin on his broad back was brutally ripped apart by the barbs of the whip.

Vivid hues of red formed across his back, and intense pain surged through.

It was merely the first whip, and Maverick’s forehead was beaded with cold sweat.

He gritted his teeth, his muscles tensed. Despite that, he maintained an upright posture, stoically enduring the searing pain in complete silence.

When Maverick was removing his clothes, Logan noticed the bandage in the middle of his back under his shirt and deliberately avoided hitting his wound.

However, this left his back with lesser parts to take the punishment.

As such, by the time the fifteenth lash struck, Maverick’s entire bandaged upper back was covered in a web of bloody welts.

The whip cut deep into the flesh, tearing the skin and revealing the raw muscle beneath. It was a horrifying sight to behold.

Maverick’s breathing grew heavier, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Even his eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably. He tightly pursed his lips, determined not to let out a single sound of humiliation.

Deep down, he couldn’t help but laugh self-deprecatingly.

After leaving home for more than a decade, he had almost forgotten his true identity, thinking that he was just a pampered son of the Wright family who lived a comfortable and privileged life.

Now, his pampered body had weakened considerably that it couldn’t really endure the punishment anymore.

Logan’s hand, which was holding the whip, trembled too.

Maverick’s upper back was already covered in blood, and there wasn’t a single spot left unharmed.

If Logan were to whip again, the lash would land right on the previous wounds. Yet the whip was so strong that if the same wound got struck twice, it would leave a cut deep into the bones. It would be too torturous.

Logan couldn’t bear the thought and had to shift his focus to Maverick’s waist.

The whip swished through the air once more, and the sound of it slashing through the wind echoed. Five lashes landed squarely on Maverick’s lower back in rapid succession.

Maverick’s body trembled violently, and his back finally gave in and collapsed. He quickly supported himself with one hand on the ground, avoiding the embarrassment of falling down.

the sound of

blood surged. He spit out a mouthful of

“Boss!”

at the scene, his

twenty lashes land on Maverick’s back. He had to resist the urge to rush forward and

go back.

under the Federal Bureau of Investigation. It’s not your place to speak

you will lose your life!” Nico was choked with emotions. He yelled, “The S404 RNA virus within your body is merely suppressed, not eradicated! Persisting in such a manner and enduring these injuries will only weaken your immune system, allowing the virus to proliferate rapidly! You’re

his strength to

Undoubtedly, it hurt terribly.

had to help her to get rid of the final trouble before he could walk away without

wouldn’t the twenty whips he had endured

“Let’s continue.”

trembled as he called out, “No! You can’t take

completely.

were bloodshot with anger, and he clenched his fist so hard that they turned pale. Yet, as an outsider, there was

conversation between the two, he could tell

glanced at Maverick’s back once

again, the last ten

for a moment, he looked at the two bodyguards inside the

“Yes.”

left, Logan took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the bloodstains from the

of ten consecutive lashes rang

on the empty ground beside

up now.” While wiping the whip clean, Logan continued, “Three days is

with

slightly to him without

rushed in. “Mr. Wright, a car has stopped at the construction site entrance, and

Woman?

brows. “How

“Extremely beautiful.”

be Gwendolyn. Why is she here all

important to me. Don’t make a move, and don’t let her notice

of yourself these three

abandoned construction site in her

numerous hidden sentries nearby, yet she hadn’t

Had they already retreated?

quickened

dilapidated house,

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