Hudson joined in mocking Jasper, sneering, "If you'd known it would come to this, why did you do it in the first place? If I were Mr. Winslow, I wouldn't forgive a snake like you either."
Jasper's steps faltered. He looked up at Babur and Hudson, a cold, bitter laugh escaping his lips. "Don't kid yourselves—you're just as much traitors as I am. Do you really think Mr. Winslow will forgive you two? Dream on!"
"We're all finished—Babur, Hudson, you're done for, just like me!"
He burst into manic laughter, his face twisted with hysteria.
Babur frowned in distaste. "Spare me. We're nothing like you. Mr. Winslow and us—we're real brothers."
Hudson straightened, adding, "That's right!"
Jasper ignored them and stumbled away, half-mad, out of the building.
Babur and Hudson took the elevator to the top floor.
Ding.
The doors slid open, and there was Victor, deep in conversation with a group of employees.
Without a word, Babur and Hudson rushed over. As if on cue, they dropped to their knees before Victor.
"Mr. Winslow, we know we messed up. We're sorry. Punish us however you want, just please—"
"Yes, we really are sorry. Please, give us one more chance."
Babur, tears streaming down his face, choked out, "Mr. Winslow, as long as you give us another chance, I'll do anything you ask."
Hudson nodded frantically. "Mr. Blake is right, Mr. Winslow. For the sake of our years together, please—give us another chance. We swear, from now on, whatever happens, we'll never betray you again."
Babur knew Victor well; usually, if he humbled himself this much, Victor's heart would soften, and he'd relent.
But today, Victor just looked at them, his expression icy.
A chill ran down Babur's spine.
Then Victor spoke. "I already told you—everyone gets one chance. Regret won't change anything."
"And besides, you're not here to apologize. You haven't even realized what you did wrong. The only reason you're kneeling here today is because you're afraid of losing your comfortable lives."
Hudson and Babur went pale with panic.
What now?
From the look on Victor's face, he wasn't going to forgive them.
Were they really about to lose everything?
No. No, this couldn't be happening.
Desperate, Hudson threw himself at Victor's legs, sobbing. "Mr. Winslow! Please, one more chance. I have a family to support—I can't lose everything. Please, have mercy!"
Victor shook him off in disgust. "Funny, you didn't think about this when you were hiring a chauffeur to drive your precious puppy to and from doggy daycare. And you," he said, turning to Babur, "isn't your family looking for a new gatekeeper? Why don't you go home and apply for that job, instead of wasting my time here?"
Every humiliation Babur and Hudson had inflicted on Victor the night before, he returned in full.
They both went ashen, their regret overwhelming.
If only they'd known it would end like this, they never would have treated Victor that way.
But now?


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