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CHAPTER 452
Author: Chessman
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At that moment, Derek raised his head slowly, his breath shallow, his jaw clenched despite the pressure tightening around his throat. His eyes met the old man's without flinching, without blinking. Blood was pooling at the corners of his lips from earlier hits, but he still managed to speak, voice hoarse but filled with unwavering resolve.

“There’s nothing you are going to do that will break me,” he said, every word dripping with grit and defiance. “And there’s nothing you can ever do that will make me say what you want to hear. Nothing.”

His words echoed through the room, not like a loud roar, but like a solemn vow. The air itself seemed to hold its breath, watching, listening. The guards nearby exchanged uneasy glances. For a man who looked so worn and broken, Derek didn’t sound defeated. He sounded like someone with nothing left to lose. And that was dangerous.

The old man’s face didn’t shift right away. He stared at Derek for a few more seconds, his eyes dark, unreadable. But then
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