When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0433

Ingrid asked, “Do you have food?”

The woman chuckled softly, giving her a once–over. “Come inside.”

Ingrid glanced up at the neon sign above the door–Spark Plugs.

She knew what awaited her if she stepped inside, but hunger, exhaustion, and her longing for luxury pulled her in like a spell. In the end, she followed the woman through the door.

She needed to survive. Only by surviving could she take revenge on Hansel and Miranda.

Reality would then quickly humble Ingrid once more. Earning money would not be as easy as she thought.

Nevertheless, her looks secured her the job immediately. Spark Plugs provided her with free food and accommodation, and that night, Ingrid finally got a proper night’s sleep.

The following evening, she was dressed in a revealing mini skirt and taken by the so–called “supervisor” to a private room. The door shut behind her, sealing off any sound from escaping.

When the door opened again, Ingrid staggered out. Her skirt had been torn to shreds, her high heels were nowhere to be found, and she was left wearing only her underwear.

Her body was marked with bruises and scratches–deep red marks crisscrossed her chest, thighs, waist, and neck, some even oozing blood.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, her throat raw from screaming, but she clutched five stacks of cash tightly in her arms.

Two hours, 50 thousand.

forced a smile, thinking she should feel happy. But her heart felt as though it had been torn open, with cold winds mercilessly

Ingrid lasted three days.

she had earned 200 thousand dollars in cash. She didn’t

“Resign? Do you think Spark Plugs is some marketplace? You can’t just come and go

enough for

swayed, the manager dropped the facade. “Fine, you

“Penalty?”

black and white. If you leave before working for a full

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her eyes scanning the fine print. There it

contract is invalid and won’t hold up in court. I’ve said my

She turned to leave.

to two burly men in black. They immediately blocked her

are you

turned icy. “What do you think we’re

walk away after making some money? If everyone were like you, this industry would collapse! Sure, the money’s good, but you have to stick around and keep bringing in new clients…”

en came back.

of the men asked after they stopped beating

one scoffed.

manager ordered coldly. “No food, no

“Yes, sir.”

then.” The manager waved them