When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1972

Chapter 1972 A Blow To His Pride
By the time Magnus spoke, his voice was already hoarse. He'd just sung at least a dozen high-pitched songs in a row, without rest. His throat was completely worn out.

The woman let out a cold laugh, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Are you joking right now? You think you can just say no and walk away?”

Magnus froze.

“Three seconds,” she said, her face going ice-cold.

The moment he saw that look in her eyes, panic set in. Magnus dropped to his knees and started drinking, one glass after another.

His body already ached, and now the alcohol only made things worse.

The woman laughed heartily, then casually tossed the cash right into his face. This wasn't something Cecilia had put together on a whim. These were actually Magnus' favorite games back in his heyday.

Now, she was just giving him a taste of his own medicine.

Magnus was beginning to realize this wasn't just physical punishment. It was a complete blow to his pride. His self-respect was hanging by a thread.

“Keep going. Get out there and crawl around,” the woman said.

Magnus stiffened. “Do I really have to go outside? Can I not do that?”

There were too many people out there. The thought of being seen like this was beyond humiliating.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. You want to make money and still keep your dignity? Let me tell you something, guys like you should be grateful just to have this kind of work.” She flung the door open.

Magnus clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead. He wanted to refuse, but a few large men blocked his path.

“You want the money, or are you asking for another beating?”

Just one line, and what little pride he had left was crushed.

He lowered his head and slowly stepped forward.

There were plenty of people outside. They all turned to stare, looking surprised. Cecilia had also stepped out of the private room, standing quietly among the crowd, watching everything unfold.

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