A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

"Don't even think about it. By the time your father gets here, you will have already been sold to rich, old perverts." Yilia's eyes burned with contempt, and she snuffed out the last glimmer of hope like a candle.

Her discouraging words forced the girl to helplessly cry out for help, "Dad..."

"No! This cannot be happening," Beryl firmly clenched her tiny fists, "My father will be here soon to save me, and he will also save you. Don't be afraid, Mona!"

"Who is your father? Do you really think he is capable of getting us out of here? Is he a powerful man?" Yillia made no effort to conceal her sarcasm.

Beryl looked at her with intent and replied, "My father is more powerful than any man you will have ever known. His name is Jacob Gu. He'll come for me. You'll see!"

"Jacob Gu?" Yilia shook her head, as if she didn't catch what Beryl had said. "Your father is Jacob Gu? Are you kidding me? I don't believe it!"

"I don't need you to believe me." Beryl held the other girl's hand and sat down on the other side.

Yilia carefully observed the pretty little girl again, and she realized that Beryl did bear a striking resemble to Jacob. All of a sudden, her mind was sent reeling, unable to accept the possibility of the little girl telling the truth.

"Is your father really Jacob, little girl?"

Beryl said nothing in response. She didn't have the patience to sit around trying to win Yilia's acceptance.

"Even though you are Jacob's daughter, you are sitting here with us all just like any other girl. By tomorrow, we will all be sold. Are you sure he will be here on time to get you out of here?"

'If this girl truly is Jacob's daughter, the kidnappers are going to pay for what they've done to her with their lives when Jacob comes to rescue his daughter, ' Yilia mused.

Beryl, however, was lost in deep thought, mulling over what Yilia had said.

Her father did not hear her screaming his name before she got taken away. How would he know that she was in Z country looking for him, let alone the fact that she got kidnapped there?

The more she analyzed it logically, the more unlikely it seemed that her father was coming to save her!

to do? She would have to

what could a little girl like her do against

around, carefully observing the fellow victims in the warehouse. She wondered whether

behavior, she taunted,

that adding one more person to their numbers would strengthen

scoffed disapprovingly, "Who are you calling auntie? Do I look like

the place to be arguing about such trivial matters. She rolled her eyes and

out Beryl's idea, she taunted her, "I thought you said you wanted

my father doesn't make it here on time. Do you want to get sold to some

in particular. Having considered everything, she decided to accept Beryl's suggestion. She then turned to discuss it with the other adult women

dragged out and abused, everyone buried their doubts. The shrill cry of the helpless

was clear to them, that if they didn't fight back, one of them

them could not stop crying. Everything they had witnessed in the past few days was far beyond their comprehension. Sometimes the world could be a dark place, devoid of

time to act had presented

nervously and looked at each other for a few seconds, before they started crying

"Ahh! My stomach hurts..."

like it's going to

my insides are

skills weren't very convincing. The female guard watched them squirming on the floor with a straight face and burst out laughing. She picked up the first little girl in front of her and sneered, "Why are you putting on such a bad performance? I'm amazed you still have the guts to act in front of me! Little girl, are you so naive to believe that I would

girl she picked up

the guard's arm and clung to her like

of pain contorted the woman's face and she wanted to tear

of cloth in her mouth to keep her from screaming and then pinned her hands and feet to the floor. Some of them reached

out all the pain and grievances they had suffered in the past

She sunk her nails into

if they weren't interrupted by someone trying to

bear the pain. With each footstep closing in from the outside, one step at a time, the fear in girls'