He couldn’t ck off at all.


    A little rxation might send the books on his legs and hands tumbling.


    Amidst the grueling physical punishment, his only desire was for it toe to an end.


    Beep…


    He heaved a deep breath and smiled sincerely.


    The timer’s sound was unexpectedly melodious, surpassing all other tunes he had ever heard.


    “The timer is done, sir.


    ”


    Nathan was signing a paper with a red ink pen.


    “Return the books,” he said casually.


    “Okay.


    ”


    Hearing that, Mekhi felt relieved that the torture had ended.


    He was not in peak condition after years ofx training.


    He carefully returned the books to their ces.N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    Then he stood before Nathan, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.


    “Wait!” Nathan’s abruptmand halted him.


    “Did I ask you to leave?”


    Mekhi was stricken dumb.


    It was not over yet?


    Despite his seething anger, Mekhi reluctantly returned to stand before Nathan.


    “What more can I do for you, sir?”


    Nathan set aside his pen and leisurely poured Mekhi a ss of iced tea.


    “No rush.


    Take a moment for some tea.


    ”


    Mekhi eyed Nathan skeptically.


    How could Nathan suddenly show him kindness, and even personally serve him tea?


    Despite feeling a bit uneasy and surprised, Mekhi approached and epted the tea.


    After enduring intense physical punishment, he was exhausted and parched.