Chapter 570: I’m... home?
Minutes earlier...
"Ahh! I can’t do this anymore!" Nathaniel wept as he slumped in the pit, gazing up at the surface. "Miss Penny! I mean, Mrs. Penny—no, goddess! Have mercy on me, please! Don’t make me dig my own grave!"
Nathaniel lamented on and on, almost using all his energy crying rather than doing the work. He had been digging since afternoon, and night was already falling.
"I’m tired! Okay! I’m not going to complain! But can we continue this tomorrow?! I swear I’ll dig very deep—deeper than six feet! I promise!"
Again, all he got was silence.
"Miss Penny!! I’m hungry! All workers need to take a break from time to time—I might get dehydrated!" he added. "Please. Let me have some snacks! Even those on death row get to eat their last meal!"
Penny drew a deep breath and rolled her eyes, glancing at one of the bodyguards near her. She tilted her head, and the bodyguard quickly nodded in understanding. He approached the pit and tossed a wrapped sandwich and a bottled water.
"That’s your last meal," he said coldly before walking away, having already finished his job.
Nathaniel gazed down at the packed sandwich and then at the bottled water on the ground. His face twisted, but his hunger took over. He quickly crawled to pick them up. Without any care for the dirt clinging to him, he opened the sandwich and took a large bite. His body shook in horror, but he still ate, gobbling down the sandwich in the blink of an eye. Even how he drank the water was in huge gulps.
"Hah...!" Nathaniel hissed in satisfaction, but that wasn’t enough to quench his hunger and thirst. It was only enough to give him the energy to cry more. "Miss Penny! I want a pizza—a whole pizza as my last meal! Also, some seafood—how about a king crab?!"