Chapter 119 Cunning Elven detected the sarcasm in his words and responded with a smile, “Mr. Wright, I apologize.” #15 Bonus Maverick hummed lightly and found himself walking toward the wall.

Facing the wall, he placed both hands on it for support.

As soon as he stood up, a cane whipped through the air like a gust of wind.

The blow landed directly and mercilessly on his straightened back, producing a crisp sound.

“Ugh…” Maverick gritted his teeth, his hands instinctively clenching into tight fists.

Before he could even recover from the pain brought by the first stroke, the second and third blows quickly followed.

They mercilessly hit his back without giving him a chance to catch his breath.

Indeed, it hurt.

Due to the injection of a special drug, his physical constitution had weakened and his skin had become thinner.

Thus, his sense of pain intensified.

The 023 special drug was originally designed to treat prisoners of war who had committed grave mistakes Once injected, the individual would be unable to resist.

The pain experienced during interrogation and punishment would be intensified.

This would ultimately lead to extreme physical and mental torment.

Never did he expect that one day the 023 drug, albeit an adjusted prescription, would be used to torment him.

It was ironic, indeed.

The intense pain from the cane striking his back snapped him back to reality.

After just over twenty strokes, it was obvious that several bruises had appeared underneath the white shir With sheer determination, Maverick held his breath to avoid making any humiliating cries.

He bit down on his lower lip so hard that it left a row of bloody marks.

Cold sweat covered his forehead, while the vei in his arms bulged prominently.

By the fortieth stroke, his arms, which were propped against the wall, began to tremble uncontrollably.

By the seventieth stroke, his back was in so much pain that it had almost gone numb.

His skin was more fragile than before.

back had been whipped open, leaving scattered bloodstains on h

feel

originally slender and

watched from

admire how cunning Treyton’s

really hurt and torture its victim without actually killing

secretly looking for trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries on his back would not affect his

Gwendolyn

Cunning As he was deep in thought, he

onto the floor due to intense pain, passing out on

two aggressors looked at each other with bewildered expressions,

“How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven

him.

to endure ninety strokes without

is a

go easy on him, did

know how strong

is Mr. Harris’

him the last ten strikes or not? If we do, I’m afraid we’ll have to splash water o him to wake him

lowered his head to take another look at Maverick

face, devoid of color, was as pale as paper, yet

and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not

it gave off a unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim how

was

was no wonder Gwendolyn

was at least pleasing to

holding canes were at a

and focused his gaze on Maverick’s dreadful-looking

“Forget it.

that he’s lasted

up and continue, he’ll

Harris said we should make it quick, so let’s get going.” “How should we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will

out Quinton and Ryan,

did you two just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered

Wright passed out in the living room because he was

Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded in

asks about it, you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t ask, then just

“Got it.” After setting the story straight,

posts after receiving their orders, completely ignoring the man

was the apple of

anyone dared to hurt her, they would have to face the consequences of

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