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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.

Bill tried a few times to ask about Yolanda, wanting to know if Barrow would really make a

you’re just a little chick. Without us, you’ll end up like that girl,” Bill

Quinlyn paused, meeting Bill’s fierce gaze. “What

looks like,” Bill sneered, glancing at her before

finished her soup in one breath, grabbed

yet you eat so much. Where

speechless, broke free. “I’m

laughed. “You’ll probably can’t eat later

but

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night fell, the village remained bustling. More men were out, all heading in the same direction.

followed Bill through several streets until they stopped in front of a house with a hollowed–out facade. The numerous holes were filled with people craning their necks

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she’s crying, how amusing. I’m betting 30

to the main entrance. Behind the sealed iron bars, she

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girl’s white dress was soaked in blood, and her body was covered in bite marks. Some

the enclosure with her was a gaunt, starving dog. After finishing the meat in its mouth,

near, don’t!” Harriet screamed and cried, desperately flailing with dry grass to fend off the dog, but to no avail. Another large chunk of flesh was torn from her.

anguished howl echoed within the cage.

whether your little friend will survive?” Bill

was the one who brought her here, and

watching for a while and seeing no reaction from her, Bill shrugged and said, “Let’s go.”

leg over and clutched

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

gazed at her, but merely shook her head. “You’re

away, ignoring Harriet’s desperate pleas, her steps unwavering. ‘I can’t adhere to the

Harriet betrayed her, Quinlyn became

the remaining battery.

Within seconds, the battery was completely drained, the screen went dark, and the

this case, the tracker probably

a while, Quinlyn got out of bed and went out into the

the borderlands–based office, the special task force and

signal break off? Stanley, we need to head there immediately. We’ll find traces in the vicinity.” Larry, with a grim expression, led the Hill family’s security