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.

the more the

and pounced

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

cut, followed by the heavy

realising afterwards that the weight on her

saw another girl about her age in the room, wiping a short knife with

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The

of blood grew

girl on the

knife, cutting the ropes that bound the girl.

her mouth, about to cry out, but the other girl’s voice was ice- cold as she said.

girl quickly covered her mouth with her hand, looking

a corner of the wooden window, glanced at

I’m also Cheshian. The

at her, thinking about how to

had said

the short knife and casually tossing the backpack aside, Isabelle lay on the bed. “Let’s sleep first. We’ll talk about

didn’t accommodate outsiders, and buying a place to stay was tough even

a ball in the corner of the bed, eyeing Isabelle, who

floor, the body of the black man lay there.

was already asleep,

The next day.

black man’s subordinates. Afterward, she returned upstairs and gave

that, she left.

girl 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 went out to familiarize herself with the terrain and gather information.