Chapter 296

Two hours later, Hugh sat in the first-floor hall, reviewing documents. Hurried footsteps echoed from the basement hallway. The next moment, Cole was thrown to the floor in front of him. His entire body was swollen from insect bites, his clothes soaked in cold sweat. His face was so puffy he barely looked human. Gasping for air, he forced his eyes open and glared at Hugh with all the strength he had left. "If he hasn't admitted his mistake, throw him back in." With that, he resumed his work, completely indifferent. His subordinates exchanged glances. "Mr. Hugh, Mr. Cole just admitted his mistake. His throat is probably too swollen to say much, but he did acknowledge it." Hugh ignored them, giving a dismissive wave. "A swollen throat or his life—which one do you think matters more? Anyone who wants to live will make the right choice." A shiver ran through them. If this continued, even a healthy man wouldn't last. Let alone Cole, who had just been stabbed by Serena. But they di