Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 229 The Human Auction

The girl on stage had her hands and feet bound, her mouth taped shut, tears streaming down her face in fear. Despite her distress, she still looked quite delicate, with tears that made her eyes misty.

She was completely different from Ruemania women.

This would further arouse their sexual desire.

The bearded driver had emphasized this to Isabelle.

So Ardon women were an absolutely rare presence here.

It was clear why those people showed such greedy and excited expressions when they saw Isabelle.

Even women of average appearance being auctioned on stage were fetching sky–high prices, let alone someone beautiful.

Isabelle concealed herself with her backpack in the shadows of a corner on the second floor, quietly observing the absurd auction below.

The Warners were involved in such despicable dealings.

Suddenly, a familiar figure passed below the stage, accompanied by several subordinates, heading towards the exit.

Isabelle’s gaze followed that figure, though she couldn’t see the side of their face clearly from a distance. However, the red totem tattoo on their neck was quite prominent.

Soon, the girl was taken away by someone.

The sky grew darker.

A black man took the girl away. Her hands and feet were bound, and she was thrown roughly onto a bed at his residence.

The girl struggled to sit up, kneeling on the bed. With her mouth taped shut, she couldn’t speak, only whimpering in an attempt to plead with the man.

cried, the more the black man’s bestial

longer and pounced on the girl

struggling to breathe. Her tear–filled eyes blurred her vision, her clothes

a throat being cut, followed by the heavy thud of a body hitting the ground. A faint smell of

afterwards

her head and saw another girl about her age in the room, wiping a short knife with a piece of fabric torn from

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blood grew

knife clean, Isabelle looked towards the girl on the bed

down the knife, cutting the ropes that bound

from her mouth, about to cry out, but

mouth with her hand, looking at her with wide,

wooden window, glanced at the black man’s subordinates

also Cheshian. The girl suppressed

her, thinking about how to

remembered what the bearded driver had said

aside, Isabelle lay on the bed. “Let’s sleep first. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”

outsiders, and buying a place to stay was tough even

fear, curled up in a ball in

the floor, the body of

stared wide–eyed at Isabelle, who was already asleep, afraid that this lifeline might disappear if she blinked.

The next day.

care for the black man’s subordinates. Afterward, she returned upstairs and gave the girl some food. “Stay

that, she left.

trespassing into the territory of the Warners had already spread. Many people saw it yesterday evening, and the Warners are now searching intensively through the night. Isabelle