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"Mr. Sanders, we've been trying to cut through each of the hundreds of thousands of electric wires, one by one, but..."

"What's the problem?"

"With odds of one in several hundred thousand, cutting the wrong one could electrocute Mrs. Abbott," the technician explained, his

hands trembling with the weight of potential disaster.

Beck's chest seethed with anger, cursing the mastermind behind this twisted setup for their profound scheming!

It becclear that tampering with the wiring was a dead end. The only option left was to study the structure of the basement.

Inhaling deeply, Beck's anger scorched his throat.

"I'll send more people to help out. Figure out a way to crack it sooner."

"Will do."

Meanwhile, just as the engineering team had said, the mastermind behind the surveillance was indeed watching everything.

A glass of red wine sat casually in his hand, and a plate of artfully prepared steak lay untouched on the table before him. Dining in

the surveillance room, he took perverse pleasure in watching Cynthia's face on the monitors; merely looking at her made him eat

more.

In his eyes was a mix of disgust, obsession, and schadenfreude.

If an outsider were here, they'd surely think him mad.

On the screen, Cynthia sat silently on the bed, while those who wished to aid her dared not touch her at all.

the initial days of Cynthia's

her humiliation as they

would indeed let these men take turns attending

It took

touch.

experiment was about to succeed,

himself on

a creature he had tamed, groomed to

gone to the lengths of imprisoning her, why would he

the final straw that broke

if telling her, as soon

course wouldn't allow, occasionally

daughter.

girl was growing up, how she might serve men

matter how well she was

investigated Maja's existence. Initially, Cynthia had hidden

underdeveloped as

no need for him to pursue

years had rendered Cynthia utterly

she had her uterus removed and could

have had her

under the noses of others made him slightly unhappy, but he still

when he dined.

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smirk curled

at the door when he planned to

"Sir, Christ has arrived."

obtaining the Jellyfish Seal,

organization.

supported Cynthia and were loyally waiting for