Chapter 3

Early the next morning, I took the office security footage straight to the general manager.

After listening to me explain everything that had happened, the general manager merely glanced at me.

“Finished? If you’re done, get back to work. It’s the end of the year, everyone is busy, and I don’t have time to listen to you make up stories here.”

“I’m not making anything up. Everything I said is true, and I have proof! If you don’t believe me, you can access last night’s office security footage yourself.”

I hadn’t slept at all. I had spent the entire night thinking about how to seek justice, so I was fully prepared.

But in the next second, the general manager picked up the internal phone.

“Have security delete last night’s office footage. Don’t leave any backups!”

The moment I heard that, I lost my composure.

“No!”

I instinctively reached for the phone, but he hung up first and looked at me with open impatience.

“What are you doing? Are you trying to attack your superior? Believe me, I can fire you right now!”

I glared at him furiously, and at that moment, a voice inside me was shouting, “Do it! Beat him senseless!”

But I managed to hold myself back.

Violence was the stupidest way to solve a problem.

The general manager seemed to think I didn’t dare attack him, and he smiled as he patted my shoulder. “Ethan, I know you’re a smart man. You know what should be said and what should be done, don’t you?”

The implication was clear: he wanted me to shut up and continue enduring Tyler’s abuse.

I shrugged off his hand and said coldly, “I quit. I’m done.”

As I turned to leave, the general manager’s contemptuous laughter came from behind me.

“You think you can just leave because you say you want to?”

Before I could react, a sack was suddenly pulled over my head.

I struggled with all my strength, but all I got in return was two vicious kicks.

Then they carried me into the freezer.

When they pulled the sack off my head, the freezing temperature made me shiver uncontrollably.

Tyler folded his arms and looked down at me. “Kid, if you quit, who’s going to do our work?”

“You can stay here and reflect properly. I’ll let you out when you finally learn to obey.”

After saying that, Tyler jingled the keys in his hand and turned to leave.

The freezer door slammed shut, and I curled up in the corner, my upper and lower lips trembling uncontrollably from the cold.

I felt as if every drop of blood in my body had frozen, and even my breath quickly condensed into droplets of water.

I dug my fingers hard into my thigh, trying to keep myself conscious.

I couldn’t die here.

But I had no idea how much time had passed, and I felt as if I couldn’t hold on much longer.