Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352 Torture 

Finished 

Jim returned the bread to its plate, sliding it aside, and rose to fetch Maria’s whip from the nearby table. With a flick of his wrist, he cracked the whip, eyeing the array of torture implements adorning the walls. 

“I’m thinking about soaking your whip in saltwater and delivering a daily flogging. Of course, I’ll summon a physician afterward. I won’t allow you to die so easily. 

“Give me a moment. I think an idea is coming up.” Jim circled behind Maria. 

“Ah, yes. I remember now. You’ve been quite helpful in sourcing women for me, so naturally, I’ll treat you. with some respect. 

Maria’s expression shifted subtly. 

Returning to face her, Jim concealed the whip behind his back, leaning in with a menacing grin. 

“Considering your gender, I’ll exercise some leniency. Just tell me your preferences, and I’ll ensure my selections meet your satisfaction.” 

Maria’s sole desire was to obliterate the man before her. 

With a sudden movement, she jerked her head back and then, with a surge of energy, delivered a forceful headbutt to Jim. 

A dull thud echoed through the room. 

Jim stumbled backward, feeling as though his soul teetered on the brink of escape. 

His senses reeled, vision blurring, cars ringing. But as the haze cleared, he found himself facing Maria, tears of pain welling up, his forehead burning with embarrassment, teeth clenched to hold back the tears until his eyes and nose flushed crimson. 

Gingerly, Jim reached to touch his reddened forehead, muttering, “Impulsive little girl.” 

Maria stood her ground. “Your threats won’t intimidate me. Kill me if you will! I’m not scared of you!” 

Jim countered, “There’s no need to hurry. Every instrument on these walls is reserved for you. Once we’ve exhausted those, the leopards will have their turn.” 

At the mention of being fed to the leopards, Maria’s body quivered slightly. 

“My father loves me dearly. Torture me, and he and my family will be out for your blood!” 

Jim’s expression twisted into a sneer. “Your family’s affection? I don’t see it. In Everthorn, your uncle aimed. to crase you. Were it not for my intervention, you’d be long gone.” 

As Maria fell silent, Jim pressed on, “Your kin are ruthless and devoid of compassion. They’d stab each other in the back for gain, even family. You’re the lone exception who thinks she’s loved.” 

“Your family’s teachings baffle me. You’re crazy for someone your age.” 

He studied Maria’s tear–filled eyes, halting his advance, cautious of her next move. 

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Chapter 352 Torture 

Fool me twice, shame on me. 

Meeting his gaze head–on, Maria’s glare intensified, 

97%. 

Finished 

Jim retrieved the bread from the floor, took Maria’s whip, and warned, “Consider yourself lucky today. But next time, things might end differently.” 

Jim headed toward Isabelle’s location but found her in the company of Melissa. He then turned away, adjusting his glasses. 

Before he could proceed, his father’s confidant approached him. 

“Mr. Jim, the master instructed you to see to the Warner girl before he left.” 

Jim replied calmly. There’s no need to hurry.” 

Later that evening, armed with a whip. Jim returned to the underground cell where Maria was kept. 

As he got out of the elevator approached the cell, he heard a–disturbance from inside. 

Hurrying forward, Jim discovered one of his father’s men aiming a gun at Maria’s head. 

Maria met the man’s gaze with unwavering defiance. 

“Hold it!” 

As the man poised to shoot, Jim swiftly intervened, halting his action. 

Stepping forward, he disarmed the man. “Who gave you the authority to act independently?” 

Jim’s countenance darkened slightly. 

“I’m executing the master’s orders, Mr. Jim. This woman has wronged you so deeply that even extreme measures wouldn’t quench your fury, the man explained. 

“I’ll handle this myself. You and your men, leave. You’re not to return here without my consent.” Jim returned the gun to him. 

“Got it” 

Once the men departed, Jim turned his attention back to Maria, meeting her defiant gaze.