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    A nervousugh slipped out of Mack. “That is not true. I have never hit you. I always looked out for you. When you were hungry, I gave you food in secret.” He would not admit that he had hit her before. He knew confessing would ruin any shot at getting hired.


    It was impossible for him to understand why Isabe hadnded a job that paid thirty thousand a month while he was not even offered an interview. The sarcasm in Brenna’s voice left no doubt—she had no intention of giving him a job.


    He grew anxious.


    “Brenna, let us just forget what happened in the past. I swear I will treat you well from now on.” Falling to his knees, Mack pleaded, “Please. I just need a job. Hit me if you want; yell at me if you have to. I will not fight back.” He loathed begging, but after…


    Spending weeks going from onepany to another and being rejected from every position, Mack was out of options.


    Brenna was his only hope.


    “You really do not remember things well,” Brenna said as she straightened and stepped closer, looking down at him. “So now you are on your knees? I expected you to ask like a grown man. I cannot use someone who acts like this.” With cold dismissal, Brenna added, “Get out.”


    Instantly, Mack panicked and began striking his own face. “I am nothing but garbage. Less than a person. You are a kind person, Brenna. Please do not hold grudges against me. Punish me however you want.”


    Every insult was followed by a p, each one more violent than thest.


    Cheeks burning and desperate, he reached for her wrist, begging, “Hit me all you want. Just give me a job, and I will take whatever you dish out. Please…”


    Brenna slipped her hand free, arching an eyebrow. “So, I can hit you however I like?”


    “Yes. If it helps you feel better, I will not protest,” Mack answered, convinced that she would go easy on him. He remembered all those years Brenna had stayed quiet and never fought back in the Barrett family, so he doubted she had it in her to actually hurt him.


    Without another word, Brenna crossed the room, pulled a phone charging cable from her bag, gave it a gentle tug, and chuckled softly. “Then I will not hold back.”<fn5ac1> Chapters first released on Find_Novel(.</fn5ac1>


    Mack went rigid. She actually meant it. The thought of that cableshing his skin was terrifying.


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    With a practiced flick, she struck his cheek using the cable, leaving a vivid red line.


    Mack cried out, “That hurts! You really hit me, Brenna…”


    Automatically, he raised his hand to block her attack, only for the cord to hit his hand.


    “Ouch! I know I was wrong before, Brenna. Just forgive me, please…” Mack decided it would be worth it if getting a beating wouldnd him a job. In his mind, he could always get back at her in the future.


    Brenna did not let up, and each swing of the cablended harder than the one before. In the end, Mack’s shirt was left in tatters.


    Never in his wildest dreams had Mack imagined Brenna had that kind of power to hit him like this, leaving him writhing on the floor.


    Lorna crouched by the door, straining to catch every word from the chaos inside the CEO’s office, ready to rush in if Brenna gave the signal.


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