"Completely broken off?" Mason Nightshade asked.
His subordinate knew exactly what Mason meant and quickly replied, "It wasn't completely broken off at first, but later the guys helped him a bit more, and now he can't imagine doing that kind of thing anymore, probably even going to the bathroom is a hassle."
Mason let out a cold snort. "Take a photo and then let him go, spread the word that he's been castrated, and send the photo to his wife."
"I heard he doesn't have feelings for his wife, and they're in the middle of a divorce trial, stuck over asset division. This photo of yours really is a godsend," Grayson Quinn commented lightly.
Mason acted like he didn't hear him and stepped out.
Grayson smiled and followed behind him, then remembered something and turned back to hand something to the guard, pointing inside and whispering, "Inject him with this before you let him go."
Your own people you can bully.
But if others want to bully you? They're courting death.
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