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Chapter 5

Author: Nameless
Since I'd made up my mind to leave, I no longer pushed back against anything Brad and Tessa threw at me. I simply took it all.

But Brad still wasn't satisfied. He wanted to crush me even further.

The institute's quarterly review assembly turned into a public shaming session Brad had tailor-made for me.

In the large conference room, he stood on stage, spittle flying as he lectured everyone on the importance of discipline.

Suddenly, the projection behind him switched, and a massive attendance
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