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,
The man squinted, "Who are you?"In his team, everyone had clear responsibilities, yet here was Nina, walking around freely with a black access card in hand.Nina felt a bit nervous. Anyone with privileges in Pharaoh's territory had to be important. She didn't know this man's rank or his intentions, so she needed to stay vigilant. "I'm with Mr. Micah. I just arrived and I'm getting familiar with the area."She hadn't seen Scarlett in the slave camp, nor did she know where Scott was. Her current goal was to find them while ensuring her own survival, starting with understanding her surroundings."One of Mr. Micah's people, huh," the man repeated."Yes. I have other things to attend to, so I'll be going now," Nina replied politely, hoping to avoid further interaction. She stated her affiliation, assuming the man wouldn't trouble her.The man didn't respond, simply watching her. His gaze lingered on her face, her eyes, and her retreating figure. If she had been wearing a white dress
Nina had not been tortured, and Ivy could not accept that. Even with Micah having sent his trusted aide, Mr. Joker to protect Nina, Ivy was confident she could ensure Nina would not leave this place alive.Pharaoh was pleased with Ivy's response. Despite her recent lie about Mr. Kerr, she had generally been straightforward. He had been too busy to spend much time with her."I'm glad you understand. When you last saw your brother, did you learn much about the people around him?" Pharaoh asked, pursing his lips.Ivy's heart raced. Why was Pharaoh asking this? Had he met Nina?"Father, why do you ask?" Ivy asked cautiously, testing the waters. After all, such questions didn't come out of nowhere."Today, I saw a woman who claimed to be close to your brother," Pharaoh said softly.Nina!!Ivy's nails dug into her palms. She was certain now that Nina couldn't be allowed to simply endure torture. She needed to ensure that Nina vanished from this world entirely after suffering unimagina