Chapter 197: Torture
Perhaps, if he begged enough, if he pleaded with enough sincerity, Remo would show him mercy. Perhaps there was still a chance to redeem himself, to prove his worth once more he had worked for him since he started this business.
"Please, Alfonso," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I’ll do anything, just give me another chance. I swear, I’ll make it right..."
But Remo’s expression remained unchanged, his eyes cold and calculating as he regarded Vincent with a mix of disdain and disappointment. He had given him every opportunity to prove himself, every chance to redeem his past mistakes. And yet, in the end, he had proven himself unworthy of the trust that Remo had placed in him.
Remo’s voice cut through the tense silence like a knife, sending a chill down the spines of everyone in the room. His eyes, cold and unyielding, bore into Vincent as he delivered his ominous ultimatum.
"I’m going to let everyone watch and see what happens to people who defy me," Remo said, his tone laced with a quiet menace.
Vincent’s breath caught in his throat as he realized the gravity of Remo’s words. He had heard stories of what happened to those who crossed Remo, tales whispered in hushed tones among the ranks of the organization. But now, faced with the reality of his own betrayal, those stories took on a terrifying new significance.
Remo’s expression remained stone-cold as he watched Vincent being led into the center of the room. With a flick of his hand, he signaled for his men to step back, leaving Vincent isolated and vulnerable before him.
"Vincent," Remo’s voice cut through the silence, icy and devoid of mercy. "You thought you could betray me and live to tell the tale?"
Vincent’s breath caught in his throat as he met Remo’s unyielding gaze, a cold sweat breaking out on his brow as he struggled to maintain his composure.