章 185: A Flood of Memories

Previously:

The man's face was etched into her memory – Chitaporn Zwitanin.

She felt her heart plummet as the name and face flashed on the screen, and she could hardly breathe. It was him, the man she saw being tortured.

The coffee cup slipped from her grasp and shattered into pieces on the cafeteria floor. This startled Na, Zhenya, and some other employees.

She stood there, eyes fixed on the television screen, her face contorted with shock and horror.

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Her memories, long suppressed, resurfaced in a rush of images. She saw the man, Chitaporn, being tortured, the unspeakable acts of cruelty inflicted upon him.

The painful, haunting images clawed their way back into her consciousness, making her let out a scream.

"What's wrong, Lai?" Zhenya asked concern etched on her face as she quickly stood up.