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 waspletely worn
out.
The woman let out a coldugh, 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 ss after another.
His body already ached, and now the alcohol only made things worse.
The womanughed 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
"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 fewrge 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.
"Boss, maybe that''s enough," Charlotte said, unable to keep watching.
Cecilia shook her head. "We can''t let this go. If we back off now, he''ll never learn
anything."
"But he looked covered in injuries. His voice waspletely gone earlier,"
Charlotte said.
"You don''t get it," Cecilia replied,
pulling Charlotte back into the room.
"He was spoiled for too long. If he
suddenly gets lucky again, hell go
right back to his old ways.
Originally, Eric was supposed to join them, but his manager called him back
halfway there due to a work emergency.
After hearing what Cecilia had said, Charlotte didn''t argue anymore. She had met
Magnus a few times and always found him to bepletely shameless.
But she didn''t know what Magnus had done to Cecilia in the past, or that he had
once considered selling her to an older man.
Compared to what he''d done, Cecilia''s treatment of him now was almost merciful.
Outside, the scene was drawing
more attention. Denise, who was
serving drinks nearby, caught sight
of Magnus and couldn''t hide the
sh of sympathy in her eyes.
She stepped up. "Magnus, get up."
Shaking his head, Magnus whispered, "I can''t. You should just go."
But Denise wasn''t ready to leave him like that. "I''ll talk to the manager," she said.
Even though she knew Magnus waszy, greedy, and selfish, she couldn''t stand
seeing him tormented like this by the rich.
She went and pleaded with the manager.
But the manager waved her off. "Don''t worry about it. The client paid a lot. Let him
stick it out, and he''ll get paid soon enough."
"But-"
"That''s enough," the manager cut her off. "We''re here to make money, not run a
charity."
News of Denise pleading for
Magnus eventually reached Cecilia.
She was honestly surprised that
someone like Magnus had found a
woman who actually cared about
him.
"All right, that''s enough for today," Cecilia said as she stood up.