Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Billionaire Is 57

Chapter 57 A Living Hell

Chapter 57 A Living Hell

The leader hunched forward, gesturing. This way. We're almost there."

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I covered my cars, trying to block out the heartbreaking cries of the innocent girls. But their screams were relentless, piercing through every attempt to shut them out. However, what truly made my blood rum cold came moments later.

At the end of the hallway stood several men. Their icy gazes were sharp enough to cut, and each of them clutched an AK-47

Even though I was already dead, the sight of those bloodthirsty, predatory eyes made me tremble with

fear.

The leader exchanged a few words with them in the local language. After scrutinizing Luke and my dad, one of the men pulled out a key and unlocked the door.

I saw the tension written all over Luke's face. Even my dad's fingers twitched slightly while clutching the

scams of his trousers.

If I didn't already know I was dead, I might have been infected by their overwhelming nervousness.

The door opened with a creak.

The room inside was dimly lit. As I stepped in, I saw women huddled together on the floor. A quick glance revealed at least 20 or 30 of them.

The leader casually remarked, "This batch was just brought in. There were delays-storms at sea and then a civil war when we reached the Scam Center. You're lucky. They haven't been touched yet." Hearing this, Luke's furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

His expression turned sympathetic as he took in the women's disheveled appearances: Their hair was matted and their bodies reeked of filth. Each of them was curled up in a corner trembling with fear. They had been stripped of their clothes, left wearing only undergarments.

Even if they hadn't been physically harmed, their dignity had already been shattered.

their fates all too well, keeping their heads bowed, unwilling to meet the gaze of those who would treat

struck the nearest woman in the leg without

be

like helpless lambs facing a pack of ravenous wolves, huddled together

was furile

despair while their

couldn't help but feel heartbroken for them. Among them,

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daughter of a nanny from our neighborhood. She was a hardworking girl, often waiting

hands together to stay warm

she was in her senior year of high hool, a

time I saw her, she had greeted me with a bright smile, saying

part-time job? Was she the girl Nelson had been investigating in that

worked

reminder that misery wasn't

daze. How I wished she could summon the strength to fight. If my

her gaze was unfocused, as though she had already resigned herself

to cooperate, the leader yanked their hair

number of women left to inspect dwindled, Luke and my dad grew

hadn't seen my face

my

you're looking for?" The leader sounded

there should've

Stanley earlier that someone resembling me was here, but after scanning the room, there wasn't

of them was

you say so earlier? Where is

bich was too

could finish, Luke furiously grabbed him by the collar. "Watch your

had brought, as well as the Scam Center's guards, immediately placed their hands on their weapons. The situation teetered on the brink of