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.

they hadn't been physically harmed, their dignity

bowed, unwilling to meet the gaze of those who would

electric baton and struck the nearest woman in the leg without

be barked

pack of ravenous wolves, huddled together for protection-but

was furile

slowly raised their heads in despair while their

for them. Among

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

hands together to stay warm as she memorized vocabulary

high hool, a stellar student who

greeted me with a bright smile, saying she planned to take up

here while working that part-time job? Was she the girl Nelson had been investigating in that missing person

like her didn't deserve this fate. She had worked so hard to change

reminder that

huddled in a corner in a daze. How I wished she could summon the strength to

gaze was unfocused, as though she

cooperate, the leader yanked their

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

hadn't seen my face

the last woman was examined, my dad spoke

you're

I remember there

earlier that someone resembling me was here,

One of them

so earlier? Where is she now?" Luke

bich was

furiously grabbed him by the collar.

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