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Chapter 135

Chapter 135

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Quinlyn was given a small single room in the village for the night due to her obedience.

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The woman who led her there and opened the door was very obedient. She not only helped her fetch water for a bath but also wanted to scrub her back.

“I can do it myself,” Quinlyn refused. However, the woman didn’t leave and instead knelt at the door.

Here, women were undervalued, their main role being to serve others, with even less rights than servants.

After a few glances, Quinlyn allowed the woman to come in and scrub her back.

The woman seemed pleased, her rough face breaking into a smile. As she carefully wiped her back with a towel, she couldn’t help but exclaim, “City folks have such soft and fragrant skin.”

Seeing only one bar of soap by the basin, Quinlyn knew the woman probably couldn’t afford it. In water–scarce areas, baths were rare, and people often used spices to mask body odor, making the daily showers of city life unimaginable.

“Do you want to go to the city?” she asked.

The woman fell silent, shaking her head violently to indicate she didn’t.

But Quinlyn sensed she wasn’t unwilling, just afraid to speak.

“How many years have you been here?” she asked again.

The woman hesitated before honestly answering, “Two.”

Quinlyn was stunned. In just two years, an adult woman had been reduced to a puppet without thoughts, too scared to step out of the village or even remember to bathe.

“Do you still remember your family?” Quinlyn almost asked but held back. It would be too hurtful.

After her bath, Quinlyn joined Bill and the others in the yard for dinner. Black bread and lamb stew were the best meals here. She was glad she had extra lamb at noon.

know if Barrow would really make a move, but Quinlyn pretended not

forget who brought you in. Even when you’re strong, you’ll owe me. Now, you’re just a little chick. Without us, you’ll

girl he meant was clearly Harriet. Quinlyn paused, meeting Bill’s

what real hell looks like,” Bill sneered, glancing at

her soup in one breath, grabbed the black bread, and hurried after him.

her appetite. “So skinny, yet you eat so much. Where

broke free. “I’m still growing.”

laughed. “You’ll probably can’t eat later and might even throw up.”

frowned but said nothing.

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fell, the village remained bustling. More men were out,

until they stopped in front of a house with a

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main entrance. Behind the sealed

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covered in bite marks. Some wounds were so deep that flesh

the meat in its mouth, the dog, with blood–stained teeth, eagerly lunged

desperately flailing with dry grass to fend off the dog, but to no avail.

anguished howl echoed within the

bet on whether your little friend will survive?” Bill asked

was

no reaction from her, Bill shrugged and

a frenzy, dragged her bloody leg over and clutched the bars.

me, so please do it again, okay? I don’t want to die here, don’t leave

merely shook

her steps unwavering. ‘I can’t adhere to the base’s rules.

Quinlyn became indifferent to her fate.

message to Bennett with the remaining battery. However, she found

she didn’t have a computer to hack into the system. Within seconds, the battery was completely drained, the screen went dark,

case, the tracker probably

of bed and went

special task force and Joseph were in

the vicinity.” Larry, with a grim expression, led the Hill family’s security