Chapter 2152
- In the interrogation room, only the dull thuds of the rubber baton hitting flesh and Josiah's heavy breathing remained. Alfonso's face grew paler, his lips losing all color. His body swayed from the beating, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, drawing blood. Yet he still refused to give in, insisting he was being framed.
- Alfonso knew that if he confessed, he could indeed avoid this physical torment, but it would lead to enormous problems later.
- "Are you going to confess or not?" Josiah, now tired from the beating, stopped and panted heavily. He looked at Alfonso's miserable state, his eyes full of malice. "Let me tell you, if you don't confess, don't even think about leaving here. I have all the time in the world to wear you down! But whether you can endure every beating is another matter."