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
Ever since Nina was imprisoned here, she hadn't seen any men around. Just as the girl was about to say something, the door to their room suddenly opened. Mrs. Quintana stood in the doorway and looked directly at Nina. "You, come with me."Nina frowned but got up. The girl watched Nina's departing figure with a heavy heart. She had been thinking that Nina's status was unusual, and now Mrs. Quintana had personally come to take her away. Was this the start of Nina's punishment?The girl's expression was calm, but her eyes were cold. She clenched her fists tightly. If she were to die, she would at least take Mrs. Quintana with her. Otherwise, all her suffering would be in vain.Following Mrs. Quintana, Nina remained alert. They walked a short distance before Mrs. Quintana brought her to a man. Nina immediately recognized him. It was the same man who had saved her from Mrs. Quintana earlier, known as Mr. Joker."I've brought her here. I'll be leaving now," Mrs. Quintana said hurriedly
The man on the ground lay motionless."Take him away and feed him to the dogs!" a cold voice commanded, approaching.In that moment, Nina understood why the girl would rather die than continue living here."Stop."A deep, stern voice cut through the air. The two men immediately looked over. As soon as they saw Mr. Joker, their expressions changed. They lowered their heads respectfully. "Mr. Joker."Mr. Joker walked over to the unconscious man on the ground. He knelt down and checked his breathing. "He's still alive. Even if he were dead, you can't just feed him to the dogs. Slaves are hard to come by, and the Pharaoh's death experiments haven't succeeded yet. We need to minimize losses.""Yes, Mr. Joker," the two men responded in unison, their previous arrogance and bloodlust completely gone.Nina realized that the men and women were held in separate parts of the slave camp. Mrs. Quintana managed the women, while Mr. Joker managed the men. Mr. Joker referred Micah as his boss
Nina noticed that the dark eyes staring at her were filled with hostility and even a bit of resentment. Ivy couldn't believe that after bringing Nina here to suffer, she was now being escorted around by Mr. Joker. Mr. Joker, who was one of Micah’s closest confidants and a key figure in overseeing the male slaves. An he was now letting Nina roam freely? Did Nina think she was on vacation?Ivy clenched her teeth in anger, her nails digging into her palms so hard they drew blood. Just then, her phone chimed. It was a message from Wes."Miss Ivy, Nina is now under the protection of Micah's people. He even gave her a black card for free passage."Reading this message felt like a sharp knife piercing Ivy's heart, causing a wave of intense jealousy and rage. She immediately called Wes. When he answered, she spoke coldly, "I don't care what you have to do. I want Nina to suffer so much she wishes she were dead.""Miss Ivy, given the current situation, I'll try my best. But remember,