"Next time you interrupt me… I'll go for the balls."
Hearing William's words, Carl, already writhing in agony, felt a deeper wave of dread wash over him as he understood the ominous threat. If he dared to speak again and if William truly intended to shoot him there... the ensuing pain would be beyond anything he could endure.
To exacerbate the situation, Adam smirked from the back while Delmar quipped, "Woah… I'd tread lightly next time, Carl. Don't want my future dead sperm to perish so quickly now." His words carried a more sinister undertone, but Carl, overwhelmed by pain, failed to grasp it. He remained silent, unwilling to risk further provocation.
Meanwhile, Carly turned ashen with fear. The man she had believed would rescue her from the wretched life she had endured was now incapacitated, and the terror of what might befall her next loomed large in her mind.
