CHAPTER 319

Neil sat in his cell, wallowing in anger and self-pity. Marcus got him. Marcus got him really bad in the most unexpected way. He was so not prepared for the return of Marcus from the dead. He truly thought the dude had passed on and he was willing to live on with that reality.

It had only been one month, but he was already looking like a shadow of his former self. His once immaculate suit was now tattered, the sharp lines of his face gaunt from sleepless nights and scarce meals. The walls of the cell felt like they were closing in, suffocating him with the weight of his failures.

His once-filled pot belly was reduced to a sheet of paper as he was not treated favorably in prison both by the officers and the inmates. He became more calm and quiet. Life in prison had humbled his poor soul.

How had it come to this? How had he, Neil—the ever-powerful CEO, the man who answered to no one—ended up rotting in a cell while Marcus, his friend whom he once dismissed as irrelevant, orchestrat
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