Chapter 2360

Remy's gaze was icy as he took in the scene before him-Zachary lounging with a woman perched on his lap. Her scant clothing barely concealed her while Zachary's hands groped her roughly. She forced a smile, her expression betraying a mix of discomfort and resignation.

The room reeked of debauchery. Dim lights cast a murky glow over the scene, amplifying the suffocating atmosphere. Around them, women stood like objects behind glass cages, each wearing a choker with a string of numbers-price tags marking their value.

And just like those women in the glass cages, she, too, had a choker around her neck.

As Justin's loyal follower, Remy was no stranger to the darkness of the world. Yet, an unfamiliar heaviness pressed against his chest as he stood in this room. The degradation of these women, stripped of dignity and reduced to commodities, made his stomach chum.

Unable to bear it, Remy averted his eyes, fists clenching involuntarily. He turned abruptly, unable to stomach the vile display any longer.

The thick curtains lowered, severing Remy and Sheryl's view of the room. Moments later, a burly bodyguard with foreign features emerged. Speaking fluent Cyrrisian, he instructed them to leave.

Remy spun on his heel and strode away without hesitation, but Sheryl lingered, casting furtive glances back. She was unsettled. Ever since joining Justin, she had been present for every negotiation, whether it was with Jasper or Jameson. Yet, this time was different-it was an exception.

As her curiosity burned, a chill traced her spine.

the private room was dim, and smoke surrounded both Zachary

narrowed eyes told a different story. Under the dim lighting, the

How have you been?" Justin asked with

smile tugged at his lips, but there was a stiffness

could I not be when I have the respect of such an obedient nephew as well as these young and beautiful women nourishing me? I'm as happy as

dug into her, and

as you're

hated the smell of cigarette smoke. He lowered his eyes and retrieved a white handkerchief from his suit pocket.

you wish to discuss. If this is

"My dear Jay, you are

violently, her trembling body a picture of pain and humiliation, yet

expression darkened, and he harshly shoved the woman to

scrambled to her feet, hastily covering herself as she fled the

expression of a shrewd businessman. He spoke to Justin like a superior would command his subordinates,

to Solana City. How's your progress with taking control of Beckett Group? I'd

a cup of tea before Justin. He lifted it with measured grace, inhaling its aroma before responding, "I'm

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