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.

more the girl cried, the more the black man’s bestial

longer and pounced on the

eyes blurred

lifted. The girl, dizzy from crying, heard the sound of a throat being cut, followed by the heavy thud of a body hitting the ground.

in place, only realising afterwards that the weight on her

about her age in the room, wiping a short knife with a piece

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smell of blood

clean, Isabelle looked towards the girl on the bed and walked over to her.

the knife, cutting the ropes that bound the girl.

cry out, but the other girl’s voice was ice- cold as she

girl quickly covered her mouth with her hand,

the window, pushed open a corner of the wooden window, glanced at the black man’s

I was kidnapped and brought here. I’m also Cheshian. The girl suppressed her

at her, thinking about how to handle

the bearded driver had said and made up her

lay on the bed. “Let’s sleep

didn’t accommodate outsiders, and buying

startled bird, the girl, still gripped by fear, curled up in a ball in the corner

the floor, the body of the black man lay there.

She stared wide–eyed at Isabelle, who was already asleep, afraid that this lifeline

The next day.

black man’s subordinates. Afterward, she

she

saw it yesterday evening, and the Warners are now searching intensively through the night. Isabelle went out to familiarize herself with the terrain