Ronan exclaimed, âDo you doubt my resolve? Your life is more precious than mine.
Itâs a fair exchange for me to take you down with me!â
Arching an eyebrow, Nathan remarked, âThen do it.
Do you know how to pull the trigger? Shall I demonstrate?â
âOf course, I know how.
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Ronanâs grip on the gun trembled violently.
He had to steady his right hand with his left to regain control.
Meanwhile, Sonny stood by, capturing the moment with his camera.
The click of the shutter brought Ronan back to reality.
He glanced at Sonny, then back at Nathan, his confusion evident.
âRonan, you might have avoided a ten-year sentence, but now youâve threatened the Director of the National Security Bureau and pointed a gun at him.
The gravity of this situation is severe.
I wouldnât be surprised if you end up facing more than a decade behind bars,â
Sonny sneered.
Ronan sank into despair.
âOnce again, youâve deceived me, Nathan.
You coerced me into aiming at you.
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evoid of fear, leaving Ronan unsettled and unsure.
Ronan couldnât comprehend how anyone could remain fearless under the muzzle of the gun.
âYou must have removed the bullets, havenât you? Thereâs no bullet in the gun.
It was all a setup! You handed me an empty gun!â
âSince you lack the courage to pull the trigger, allow me to assist you.
â
Filled with disappointment, Nathan swiftly closed the distance between them.
Before Ronan could react, Nathan deftly seized his hand, the one clutching the gun, and discharged a bullet into his thigh.
Bang! The gunshot reverberated, filling the ancestral temple.
Ronanâs thigh bore the brunt of the bulletâs force, blood spilling forth as his painful screams tore through the air, echoing off the ancestral temple.
Filled with intense anger and seething hatred, Ronan aimed the pistol at Nathan.
However, his attempt was in vain.
Now the pistol held no bullets within its chamber.
Nathan had loaded only one bullet in the gun.
Fury engulfed Ronan, his mind teetering on the edge of madness.
He had missed his chance to shoot Nathan!
Throughout the night, Nathan had relentlessly attacked Ronanâs psychological defenses, slowly chipping away until despair gripped him completely.
Observing Ronanâs futile struggle, Nathan delivered his words with cold detachment.
âRonan, the confines of a high-security prison await you.
Sonny, take him away.
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Sonny stepped forward, ready to escort Ronan away.