Envisioning Gustavo’s face, Lucas swiftly packed up his belongings and migrated to Charlie’s cell as the break neared its conclusion.

As Gustavo entered Charlie’s cell, his immediate exclamation was, “Mr. Wade, why is your cell so spotless?”

All eyes among the inmates darted between each other, memories of today’s grueling cleaning flashing vividly.

Charlie smirked and responded, “Hygiene is the top priority in this cell. Whether they’re in for arson, assault, or fraud, anyone engaging in unhygienic behavior pays in blood.”

Charlie fixed Gustavo with a serious gaze, adding, “That includes you.”

Quick to assure compliance, Gustavo hastily vowed, “Rest assured, Mr. Wade, I’ll strictly follow all your orders!”

For Gustavo, survival hinged on Charlie’s goodwill. In this context, he dared not put on a facade.

Surveying Charlie’s cell, Gustavo eagerly informed him, “Mr. Wade, I dropped at least two hundred grand on Bruce Weinstein tonight. He owes me a favor. Anything you need, just ask him, he won’t dare refuse!”

Intrigued, Charlie inquired, “Your two Miss Universes tonight cost $200,000?”

in, airfare, rooms, and all. Two

chuckled, “Expensive as they are, they might not

queried, “Mr. Jagoan,

is about to hit rock bottom. Soon, he’ll wander New York like a

with two women. Why would he

air of mystery, Jagoan replied, “You’ll

powered up his phone, shared a brief update with Isaac Cameron on WeChat, and

had just arrived at the opulent Aman Hotel in downtown New York – the heart of Manhattan and the city’s

presidential suite for the night,

no inkling that

top-floor presidential suite by Gustavo’s staff, where two Miss Universe from Latin America

him, the maid cooing, “Dear master, you’re

Bruce, a seasoned lover, in a scene of

pain beneath him. Looking

still human?” The female prisoner echoed, “I can’t bear it. I should

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