Chapter 158: Punishment
Late into the night, inside Justin’s private suite.
Justin sat on the sofa in the drawing room, one hand resting on the armrest, a one leg folded over the other. His expression was serious, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest. His dark gaze remained fixed on the man kneeling before him with his head head lowered like a sinner.
Noah stood to the side, his expression neutral, though his eyes betrayed the worry he felt for the man on the floor.
A man in a black suit—Ryan, another of Justin’s well-built, formidable bodyguards—entered the suite. He silently handed a file to Noah and took his place to one side. Ryan’s gaze briefly flickered to the kneeling man, but he kept his face impassive. Inside, however, he shared Noah’s concern.
Noah opened the file and began reading aloud to the stern-faced Justin. whose gaze on the man kneeling on the floor did not stir.
"We’ve identified the drug given to Ms. Natalie," Noah began. "It’s odorless and tasteless. The victim has no way of knowing their drink was spiked until they start feeling the effects. It can cause severe physical harm and can ruin mental health if not treated right..."
Noah continued, and when he stopped, Justin spoke to the man kneeling in front of him.
"Do you have anything to say in your defense?" Justin’s voice was cold and menacing.
John kept his head lowered. "I deserve to be punished. I will head to receive my punishment right away."
In their world, mistakes were unforgivable, and one had to own them. John was trained to be a bodyguard, entrusted with the duty of protecting those assigned to him—but he had failed. There were no excuses, only victory or defeat, with nothing in between.
"You know what to do," Justin said coolly. "You may leave."