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.

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

Ingrid lasted three days.

had earned 200 thousand dollars in cash. She didn’t want more, so she

is some marketplace? You can’t just come and

200 thousand was enough for her

dropped the facade. “Fine, you can leave. Just pay

“Penalty?”

in black and white. If you leave before working for a full year, you owe us five million

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Chapter 0433

the contract, her eyes scanning the fine print.

and won’t hold up in court. I’ve said my piece, so from this moment, I’m no longer your employee.

She turned to leave.

two burly men in black. They

are you doing!”

icy. “What do you think we’re doing? Teaching you a

this industry would collapse! Sure, the money’s good, but you

en came back.

she’s passed out. What now?” one of the men asked

other one scoffed. “Barely

ordered coldly. “No food, no water. You

“Yes, sir.”

The manager waved them off.