Legacy Of The Chaotic Heir

Chapter 126

Mr. Dwayne's voice quivered with a mixture of desperation and defiance as he pleaded with his captors, his words echoing off the cold walls of the dimly lit room. His eyes darted from one masked face to another, searching for any sign of compassion or understanding amidst the sea of indifferent expressions.

"Whatever," he began, his voice tinged with frustration. "Just let me go. I haven't offended you, neither have I offended anyone. So let me be in peace. I want to go to my family. They need me."

Each word was punctuated by the rhythmic thud of his heart, his chest heaving with the effort of his futile struggles against the unforgiving ropes that bound him to the chair. With each passing moment, his sense of desperation grew, fueled by the knowledge that his fate rested in the hands of those who showed no mercy.

But despite his pleas, his captors remained unmoved, their stony expressions betraying no hint of empathy or remorse. To them, he was merely a pawn in a larger game, a means