CHAPTER 61

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Back at the spot where Alan was, it was a heap of humiliation for him.

Alan’s body slumped in an agonizing slouch of helplessness as his lips were cracked and dry with an imprint of suffering. His eyes were glazed with a stare of dread as his eyeballs were all red with blood.

He was tied to a chair and the ropes bit into his skin with a harsh dig of restraint and a tug of captivity. The chair creaked with a harsh groan of resistance as his limbs were bound.

Shlupp also had his body tied to a chair as his skin was also an abstract pain and a brutal masterpiece of suffering. His eyes were hidden behind a brutal shadow of swelling.

Mr. Lawrence’s lips curled in disdain and mockery as he raised Alan’s bruised face to meet his own. “How funny of you to think that you could come in here and leave without meeting your doom. How funny!”

Alan turned his face away from Mr. Lawrence as he was talking, drops of blood spilling off his mouth. The humiliation and shame were too much for him to
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