Loved You Once But He's My Forever

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.

physically harmed, their dignity had already been

bowed, unwilling to meet the gaze of those who would treat them like

an electric baton and struck the nearest woman in the leg without

up" be barked

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

was furile

heads in despair while their

them. Among them, I

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a nanny from our neighborhood. She was a hardworking girl, often waiting in the

winter, rubbing her hands

high hool, a stellar

she had greeted me with a bright smile, saying she planned to take up part-time work to

that part-time job? Was she the girl Nelson

had worked so hard to change her destiny, only for lite to deal her

reminder that misery wasn't mine

could summon the strength to fight. If my dad

gaze was unfocused, as though she had

who refused to cooperate, the leader yanked their hair or used his gun to lift

inspect

seen my face

my dad spoke coldly, "That's all

you're looking

else? I remember there should've been another woman," my

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

right. One of

say so earlier? Where is she now?"

was

furiously grabbed