Within half an hour, Tavian had announced everyone's crimes.
All of their crimes were severe enough to be given the death penalty.
Silence ensued, and fear filled everyone's hearts.
None of them knew what was awaiting them.
Tavian gave Zeke a cautious glance and said, “Zeke, how should we deal with them? Please advise, and I'll do everything you say.”
Zeke scanned the crowd coldly. “This group of men deserves to die!”
The words “deserve to die” were like a deafening thunder that rang in everyone's ears.
They were currently at the peak of their lives. Unwilling to die just like that, they glanced at Daisy pleadingly.
“Ms. Daisy, please help us.”
“You promised we'll have a glorious and wealthy life. We don't want it now. We just want our lives to be spared.”
With the final ounce of energy in her, Daisy gazed at Tavian. “I-I don't care who you are, but this is between me and Zeke. You'd better not get involved. Otherwise, you won't be able to handle it once my backers take revenge on my behalf.”
Things were better when Daisy kept quiet because the words that left her mouth were like fuel to Tavian's anger.
He strode toward Daisy, who panicked upon seeing his actions. “Stop! Stop there! W-What are you trying to do?”
She could not endure another beating from a burly man.
Tavian hissed, “You must be the culprit, right? How dare you mess with Zeke? You must be tired of living.”
With that, Tavian threw her two punches, one on her stomach and one on her face.
Daisy's wails of agony echoed in the hall for a long time.
She felt utterly miserable. Back then, she had been given special treatment thanks to her looks. There were even large groups of men who were willing to follow her like simps.
That day, however, she was beaten up by Zeke, Lenard, and even Tavian.
It was as if she was receiving all the beatings she deserved in her lifetime.
Tavian did not stop until he was done venting his anger.
At that point, Daisy was no longer moving. No one knew if she was dead or had passed out.
All the suppliers felt incredibly hopeless.
We're screwed. We're doomed. There's no way Daisy can help us now. All we can do now is beg Zeke to go easy on us.
They kneeled before Zeke and implored.
“Mr. Williams, we know what we've done wrong. Please forgive us.”
“We're willing to do anything you ask in the future.”
Zeke, however, said coldly, “I can forgive you, but Eurasia can't.”
Someone suddenly said, “Mr. Williams, you mentioned earlier that we don't deserve to be Eurasians. What if we flee the country? That way, we don't have to endure Eurasia's punishments, right?”
“Mr. Williams, we're willing to leave the country.”
“That's right. We're willing to leave Eurasia.”
“Please, Mr. Williams. Don't be so ruthless. Please give us another chance.”
Zeke pondered for a while and nodded. “Okay, I shall grant your request.”
Hearing that, everyone heaved sighs of relief. Yet, they were not happy about it.
Although their lives were spared, everything they owned in Eurasia would practically be nonexistent once they left the country.
That included their properties, connections, and even their identity.
Moreover, they had no connections in other countries. They would be nobodies at the country's borders.
Zeke turned to the four suppliers, who took his side, saying, “Thank you for your continuous support. We, Linton Group, will rebuild our former glory. Without these suppliers, I'm afraid we'll have many unattended orders. If you don't mind, I hope all four of you could take over them.”
The four suppliers were so happy that they teared up.
After all, their companies would definitely increase in their scale if they were to take over the orders from the other suppliers.
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