"Boss Jake, have we... have we atoned enough?" Keyes asked pleadingly, his face wretched, his body burning from the alcohol.
"Boss Jake, I was wrong. If you grant me another chance, I promise to send the Victor brothers to their doom. All of this was their vile scheme." Louis begged pitifully, drunk to his core.
Both seasoned drinkers could hold their liquor much better than most, but suddenly downing half a kilogram of spirits was simply too much!
Their hearts were filled with bitterness. It had been so long since they'd toasted to someone else, with their status, they were used to being at the top. People would line up to toast to them. They'd never been this pathetic, forced to drink such much alcohol to plead for mercy.
Theophilus showed no reaction and just sat there nonchalantly,
