Chapter 1994

With the truth laid bare, Ronan couldn’t hide any longer.

Beads of sweat formed on his brow as fear gripped him tightly.

Desperation etched into his voice, Ronan grasped at Nathan’s trousers, pleading, “Nathan, I made a mistake! I allowed myself to be swayed by others’ words.

But I never intended to harm Grandpa.

I knew he wouldn’t be harmed, so I acted recklessly.

I swear I’ll never defy you again.

Please, spare me.

Intense fear gripped him as the cold steel of the pistol pressed against his temple.

Nathan’s anger flared, evident in the intensity of his gaze.

His temper teetered on the brink of control.

Roman’s concern mounted as he feared an accidental discharge of the pistol.

The bullet, should it find its mark, would offer no reprieve.

Its fatal trajectory threatened to end Ronan’s life in an instant, leaving no room for survival.

“Please, spare me! You have the authority to demote me to a county position.

to return to Stastle for the next ten

steely gaze remained fixed on Ronan as he holstered

Ronan began to believe that Nathan might show mercy, Nathan shattered his hopes

holds no

over the

matter through official channels, gathering evidence to be submitted to the National

you will find redemption

of a high-security

Ronan like a bolt of

prospect of enduring

I implore

when I let Grandpa consume those gr@pes and

a careless oversight,

condemn me to

well aware of

efficiency of

evidence against you will

to the floor, consumed by

lengthy term in a high-security prison caused tremors

If you wish to send me to a high-security prison, you might as well just pull the trigger

Nathan dropped the pistol to the floor

“Fine, do it yourself.

the pistol, a malevolent notion

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