My tone was unusually flat, as if I couldn’t care about what would happen. Not long after, two security guards descended on safety ropes.
One security guard said, “You restrained him. I’ll force-feed him the medication!”
I smiled and said, “Go ahead. No need to bother. I’ll cooperate.”
The two guards were stunned for a moment, but they didn’t believe me. One still held me down while the other tried to force the medicine down my throat. Yet I cooperated and swallowed it.
They were both a bit stunned, but they didn’t say anything. They then both went back up. It wasn’t long before my stomach couldn’t take it anymore.
Then, hanging upside down, I began to poop in a handstand. Even the strongest willpower couldn’t control this, gushing out with unstoppable force.
But I didn’t feel the humiliation I felt before, because I knew exactly what would happen to anyone who dared lay a hand on me.
The crowd was filming with their phones, shouting how disgusting it was, but they still watched with rapt attention. However, the scene was too chaotic for a live stream and would be blocked in seconds.
At that moment, suspended upside down, I faced the building’s window. Suddenly, I saw someone open the window and hold up a sign in front of me.
It read: [Mr. Kennedy said he was skilled and your mother was a fool. Once their child is born, the baby will inherit the Chanton Group and everything belongs to Mr. Kennedy.]
William really wanted to make me feel uncomfortable. “Agatha, you’d better pull Bertrand up quickly. After all, our VIP guest will arrive soon.”
He advised sincerely, “While disciplining your son is acceptable, this isn’t something you can show to our guests. It’d look bad if people found out.”
“Pull him up now!”
My mom was incredibly obedient. Before long, I was being pulled up, filthy from head to toe. Everyone backed away. William, however, stepped forward and squatted in front of me.
He said lowly, “You little brat, I brought you up here so you could see firsthand how I’m closing the deal with the VIP guest you invited. That new project of yours? I’m going to take over!”
No wonder he asked me to come up because he wanted to humiliate me in person.
I sneered, “But aren’t you afraid this VIP guest will help me?”
William laughed. “I know that the VIP guest is very capable, but we’ve already spoken and he strongly supports me leading the project, then you’re out.”