Jonathan finally broke down, his voice trembling as he begged, "Julian, I was wrong! Please don't kill me! I'll return Lyra to you. I swear! I'll get my dad to reinstate your medical license, even get you promoted. Whatever you want, it's yours! Just... please, spare me!"
Julian's expression didn't change. "Bury him," he said coldly, wasting no time on unnecessary words.
At his command, Mike's men began dragging Jonathan, wheelchair and all, toward the pit they'd dug.
"No! Julian, don't do this! I was wrong! I'll never go against you again! Please, I'm begging you!" Jonathan wailed, tears streaming down his face, mixing with snot as he sobbed uncontrollably.
Julian watched him with an icy smile. "Goodbye, Jonathan."
He waved mockingly and added, "Bury him slowly. Let him feel what it'
