Wes's expression changed. "How do you know? Who told you?"Nina squinted, pretending to know more than she did. "I know a lot. Otherwise, why would the person behind you want to kill me?"Wes scoffed, then realized something. "It was Mr. Micah who told you, wasn't it? You really have a way of deceiving him."His hostility towards Nina increased."But why don't you talk about how ruthless your young lady is?" Nina retorted."Don't you dare speak ill of her!" Wes pressed the knife against Nina's neck, his voice menacing. "You're about to die, and you still have so much to say. Do you think I won't kill you?"Nina's breath caught, and she dared not move.Following Wes out of the forest, she noted how familiar he seemed with the terrain."You're very familiar with this place," she remarked. "You must have walked through here many times."Wes sneered. "I grew up in these mountains. This forest is nothing. I know every inch of it.""How much longer do we have to walk?" Nina asked.
Upon hearing that, Ivy's expression changed dramatically. "What nonsense are you spouting now?"She looked around at her followers, her panic turning into rage. "Someone, gag her! Shut her up!" Then, an even more malicious thought struck her. "No, cut out her tongue. I want her to never speak again."Her threats and frantic behavior revealed her insecurities. The more she tried to silence Nina, the more evident her guilt became. If it weren't for the things Micah had told Nina, she wouldn't have been able to provoke such a reaction.Nina let out a cold laugh.Ivy looked at her with satisfaction. "What? Are you scared? Beg me for mercy, and maybe I'll consider leaving you in one piece!"Nina retorted, "You won't answer me directly and now you want to silence me. Feeling guilty, aren't you? Even if you kill me, a lie won't become the truth.""Shut up! Shut up!" Ivy had hoped to see Nina grovel. Faced with death, she should be afraid like everyone else who cowered under Ivy's po
"When? That depends on how many more days Miss Ivy decides to let you live," Wes said coldly. "You'd better watch yourself!"With that, they left. Nina was not locked up and she could walk freely within the place. A few Yaren women walked past her. She greeted them, but they did not respond, walking silently with their heads down. In today's world, they were not much different from being servants in a historical drama. Nina couldn't figure out what this place was for.She went to check where they had left and saw that the entire compound was locked, with high-voltage wires on top. There was no way to get out. She could only move around within the compound, which was quite large. It took her about twenty minutes to walk around the perimeter, all lined with high-voltage wires.Crash—Nina heard the sound of something breaking, followed by the sound of a whip."Ah—don’t hit me! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to break the bowl. Please, Mrs. Quintana, forgive me!""Forgive you? How many t
Arin ran back, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her. "Arin, where did you go? We were worried sick.""Where's Captain York? I need to find him," Arin said, her eyes red with worry."Captain hasn't come back yet. Where's Nina? She went to find you, but you're alone.""Nina was taken! We need to find Captain. He's the only one who can save her," Arin said, pacing frantically. "Where is he? I need to tell him quickly.""Nina sent someone to get him when you disappeared. He should be back soon."As soon as Arin heard the sound of a car, she knew Nash had returned. She rushed out to meet him, seeing his serious expression as he got out of the car."Captain, Nina's been taken! You need to save her!"Nash's expression darkened. "Who took her?""I don't know," Arin cried. "I didn't ask enough questions. They were after Nina. She's in danger. We need to save her..."Arin's clues were sparse, but Nash had a pretty good idea who might be involved. There were only a fe
Mrs. Quintana said, "You must not be a local. Here, all sorts of powers coexist. Slavery is just one part of it. You should be thinking about how to survive."Nina realized she was being treated like a slave. No wonder the compound was so large, and the people inside were so scared and silent. They had been beaten into submission. There was no way out for them.After all, they were involved in illegal activities. They couldn't afford to let anyone leave.Nina continued, "Is this Pharaoh's territory?"Mrs. Quintana's face turned pale. "Girl, what business do you have asking about Pharaoh? Keep your mouth shut."This confirmed Nina's suspicion. Pharaoh was someone they all feared."Have you seen Pharaoh?" Nina pressed.Mrs. Quintana, now visibly shaken, replied, "No one in this compound has the chance to see Pharaoh. For your own safety, stop asking about him."This confirmed it. This was indeed Pharaoh's territory. Nina had gambled and won, but she knew she was treading on dange
Mrs. Quintana's face turned pale as she stared at the bullet hole in the wall and the broken whip in her hand. "Everyone, get ready!" she shouted, clutching her head and instinctively trying to find cover, momentarily forgetting about Nina.Panic spread among the others. Those used to living in a war-torn area often reacted to gunfire or even the sound of fireworks as if a battle had begun. But nothing followed.Mrs. Quintana peeked out cautiously, trying to understand what had happened. Nina saw a tall man stride in through the window. His expression was stern and unyielding as he opened the door, his imposing presence dominating the room.Mrs. Quintana froze in place. "Mr. Joker... why are you here?"Mr. Joker was the right-hand man of the boss’s son. Now he was here in person, which explained why someone had dared to fire a gun in this area. Mr. Joker stopped in front of Nina and said coldly, "This person is not to be harmed."Mrs. Quintana hesitated, stunned by the realiza
They even allow fights, drug testing, and various experiments here. Those experiments are worse than death.Hearing this, Nina felt a chill run down her spine.The girl let out a bitter laugh. "Even our bodies are used after we die."She went on to explain how corpses were utilized, making Nina's skin crawl. This place shouldn't be called a slave camp. It should be called a hell camp!Meanwhile, in another part of the building, a lavish bedroom with a grand bed and luxurious decor stood in stark contrast.Ivy was in her room, surrounded by luxurious jewelry, exquisite pastries, and drinks. She was enjoying herself when suddenly, the door was pushed open with a loud creak.Two tall men stood on either side of the doorway, instantly recognizable by their attire.A moment later, a figure cloaked in black, completely obscuring his face with a black fanged mask, entered. Even his eyes were hidden.Ivy immediately stood up and respectfully approached the man. "Father."The man stood
A flash of ruthlessness crossed Ivy's eyes. Since she had brought Nina here, she wouldn't let her leave alive.However, less than half an hour after the man left, someone knocked on her door."Come in."After she coldly spoke these words, a tall man entered, carrying a bowl of chicken soup."Miss Ivy, this is from the Pharaoh. He specifically instructed me to bring it to you to help you recover.""Leave it there. I'll drink it after I change." Ivy barely glanced at him before turning her back.Ever since she arrived here, chicken soup had been served to her regularly, but she was sick of it.The man placed the soup on the desk as instructed. "Miss Ivy, the Pharaoh ordered me to ensure you drink it."Ivy didn't respond immediately, but after changing clothes, she walked to the desk and picked up the bowl. The soup had a strong aroma of chicken and herbs. Holding her breath, she drank it all.She turned to the man, "Can't you be flexible? Do you really have to watch me drink it