But all the physical punishments seemed more like rigorous training sessions he had taken before.


    Nathan had never truly harmed him, except for the teacup he had hurled at him.


    Despite the intense pressure, Mekhi couldn’t pinpoint a valid reason to file aint against Nathan.


    While Mekhi was lost in thought, Nathan rapped his knuckles on the table, breaking his concentration.


    “You have fifteen seconds left to make your decision.


    ”


    As Mekhi heard that, all his thoughts vanished.


    He immediately approached the wall.


    Gritting his teeth, he positioned himself two steps away.


    And then he quickly did a handstand.


    But his feet didn’t touch the wall’s surface, leaving him without any support.


    He had no choice but to depend entirely on his arms to bear the weight of his entire body.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    The wall served as only a backup, just in case he lost his bnce.


    The training proved grueling, especially considering that Mekhi was exhausted already.


    In a mere two minutes, his hands began to tremble violently.


    Holding this position for thirty minutes risked fracturing his arms.


    This was the most helpless state he had been in for years.


    The ordeal etched itself into his memory, fueling a determination for future retaliation.


    Watching Mekhi’s struggle from a distance, Nathan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and casually remarked, “Mekhi, during my trip in Forden, I couldn’t find the time to discipline you.


    Consequently, you began taking yourself too seriously, even harboring intentions of seizing my power.


    ”


    Enduring the pain, Mekhi responded with difficulty, “Sir… There must be some sort of misunderstanding.


    I wouldn’t dare entertain such thoughts.


    ”


    Nathan snorted and massaged his temples.


    “I taught you everything.


    Your ambitions and hunger for power are an open book to me.


    Your obsession with power has changed youpletely.


    ”


    Ever since Mekhi took charge of the Shaw family, his thirst for control and authority grew and the pursuit of power consumed him.


    He was feeling happier than ever.


    He wouldn’t change or believe that he was on the wrong path.


    Mekhi insisted, “Sir, I haven’t changed.


    I’m still the same person.


    ”


    Talking drained him, causing him to stagger back, but he steadied himself against the wall.


    Ignoring Mekhi’s falsehood, Nathan said earnestly, “You’re feeling exhausted, aren’t you? Your arms are giving in, unable to endure any longer?”