Chapter 1298: Treating Him Like a Dog

"Really?" Nelson tilted his head slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Then consider it a reward for your hard work over the years." Five glasses of liquor, each a deadly mix of spirits strong enough to sear through one’s stomach with a single sip—this wasn’t a reward; it was punishment. "Mr. O’Connor…" Nelson’s patience had run thin. "Finish the drinks, and the deal is done. Refuse, and your team is disbanded. Your choice." His tone was light, almost casual, but laced with an unmistakable chill that sent shivers down spines. The man trembled, unwilling to choose either option. But the young man before him, with mocking eyes and an unshakable gaze, was someone whose words were never empty threats. "I’ll drink. I accept Mr. O’Connor’s… generosity." Knowing which choice was lesser of the two evils, the man made up his mind. He grabbed a glass and downed it in one go. His throat moved convulsively as he drank, but he couldn’t finish it. Gagging, he bent over a