"You!"
Upon hearing this, Beckett was so angry he was ready to throw in the towel on the spot. However, numerous restrictions left him no choice but to swallow his fury.
For a moment, Beckett felt extremely aggrieved.
He looked guiltily at White Mitchell, his expression filled with bitter helplessness.
At this point, White Mitchell gently patted his shoulder: "Fatty, relax. If you want to quit, just go ahead. From today, no one can hurt you or your family. Remember, this is a promise from White Mitchell!"
"Really...really?" Beckett stared incredulously at White Mitchell, his eyes red with teardrops welling up from the bitterness.
White Mitchell nodded solemnly, as if.he had made a grave promise to Beckett.
Seeing this, Beckett immediately took off his work badge from around his neck and threw it violently on the ground. He then stomped on it heavily.
At this moment, it seemed as if Beckett was venting all the pent-up frustration he had suffered in the past five years.
