Chapter 480 The Gulf Between Us Is Unbridgeable

The endless pressure being applied triggered a sense of suffocation in Craig.

His fists alternated between clenching and releasing as the rage within him swelled to its brim.

All the physical punishments that Cedrick had meted out were exercises used during training. Other than the coffee cup thrown earlier, he had not laid a finger on Craig.

Hence, even if Craig wanted to report Cedrick to their superiors, he had no reasonable excuse to do so.

With that thought in mind, Cedrick calmly tapped on the table and reminded, “You still have fifteen seconds to decide. Take your time.”

The words sent a shiver down Craig’s spine, vanquishing the thoughts that were previously cycling through his mind.

Without a moment’s delay, he hurried toward a spot two steps away from the wall. Teeth gritted, he took a deep breath and pushed himself upright with his hands.

When Cedrick mentioned for it to be done near the wall, he clearly didn’t mean for Craig to lean against it.

Thus, the latter had to support the weight of his entire body with his hands alone.

Although his back was facing the wall, it only acted as a temporary cushion in case he fell down.

This exercise was particularly strenuous due to its technical difficulty, and the fact that Craig was already drained made it worse for him.

At the two–minute mark, his arms were already trembling uncontrollably.

Thus, he felt as if thirty minutes could potentially torment the life out of him.

Many years had passed since he was reduced to such a pathetic state.

He would never forget the humiliation he suffered and swore to seek revenge one day.

Observing him from a distance, Cedrick could clearly see Craig’s trembling arms.

then took a sip of coffee before remarking, “Craig, the years I spent away in Fairlake was supposed to be an opportunity for you to demonstrate your capabilities. Instead, you became

words through his

Therefore, I know better than anyone else how truly ambitious you are. Unfortunately, you have lost your initial idealism and have become

have them obey him unconditionally caused him to be intoxicated

of the change within him, yet he didn’t see

intention of changing.

Mr. Jenson. I have not changed.

body tilt toward the back. However, he swiftly bounced back off

Cedrick continued solemnly, “Do you feel tired? As if your arms are

of Craig’s silence, that

“When I was trained by my master back in the day, what I had to go through was even more grueling than this. In fact, I felt like I was going to die. But the truth is, man’s potential is limitless. When faced with overwhelming pressure, even the proudest of us have no choice but

never lectured me about life. Has he

weak. I’ll have no choice but to report it and request that you be sent back to training camp for three months. Upon your departure, the position of deputy director will

taking over the role might be temporary on the surface, but once he actually did,

lips, leaving a bloody print. He then

necessary, Mr. Jenson. I

“I’m

Cedrick as he went through his

be said for the hand–standing Craig. Every second felt like an eternity

hour later, the timer began

signaled the end of the work

groan of relief, Craig collapsed to the ground, unable to get back

his eyelashes drenched in sweat, he was so exhausted that he couldn’t

his

eyes.

notating the last document with his

heater, he slowly walked up to Craig. “You have managed to pass the test by a whisker. Now, clean up the floor

softly upon

rejected him outright. “No. That said, if you don’t

to clean it up. Even if you can’t stand on your feet, I’m sure you can still crawl on your knees. I won’t let anyone enter to disrupt your work. Now, whether you want to keep the last of your self–respect is

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