The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2359

Chapter 2359

For some people, no matter how many times they were to live their life again or how much their appearance changes, they could never shed their innate nature.

Clarice thought, 'He is just as infuriating as that bitch, Bella.'

"Jace is right. Only the Ace guests hold the highest prestige." Grant narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone casual. "I may not be one, but I am quite familiar with one of the guests with the Ace of Spades here."

As he spoke, the servant led them to an imposing, massive, and ornate door.

With a deep rumble, the door swung open, revealing a world shrouded in mist, filled with decadent indulgence. It was a stark contrast to the solemn silence outside. The abrupt divide was almost blinding.

From the second floor onward, private boxes lined the space, each shrouded in dim light. The figures within were impossible to make out, distant shadows that resembled eerie clay dolls perched in their seats.

However, on the stage in front of them, a scene unfolded that left Clarice on the verge of screaming in horror. Even Jace, a man with nerves of steel, visibly tensed, his pupils contracting in shock.

cages, suspended high above the ground. Each wore a metal collar

devoid of dignity or humanity. These women were reduced to something

embodiment of money

Clarice's

deeds, this display of depravity shattered what little remained of her moral compass, leaving her

transaction," Grant replied lazily, a hint of irritation in his voice.

pressed further, her voice trembling. "Then... What

Skin alone is worthless. But their blood, their organs? Those are priceless commodities. Take their

RC. Institute to immediately grasp the underlying implication. Her scalp tingled as an icy dread seeped

recent years, rumors circulated that certain elite families in Meridan sought immortality and eternal youth by draining young women of their blood. The extracted blood or its derivatives were then transfused or consumed, prolonging the lives of

malevolence of it all was beyond

deeply. His heart ached at the sight of the despairing girls onstage, and an uncomfortable tightness gripped his chest. He instinctively wanted to leave, to

him to stay. As Grant's bodyguard, Jace could not take a single step away

to a private box, stopping at the

please." The servant pulled the curtain aside, and Grant entered without hesitation, his face devoid

before the curtain fell back into place, both Clarice and Jace caught a glimpse of the man inside. A middle-aged man sat there, his deep-set eyes and aquiline nose