Some people never change, no matter how much they alter their appearance or get a second chance at life.

They still cling to the habit of sucking up to others.

To Remy, Sheryl was no different than that vile woman, Alyssa.

"Remy is right.

Aces are the noblest of all VIPs." Justin narrowed his eyes.

''I may not be an Ace, but I am quite familiar with someone who holds the Ace of Spades." As they spoke, the attendant led them toward a massive door.

The door opened with a loud mechanical whirr, releasing a cloud of smoke and a heady, sensual atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the serenity outside.

It felt as though they were entering a completely different world.

The room they stepped into was expansive, with rows of seats rising in tiers from the second floor upward, all facing a stage at the center.

People were seated in the stands, their faces hidden in the dim lighting, making them appear as unsettling, lifeless marionettes from a distance.

But it was what was happening on the stage that nearly caused Sheryl to scream in shock.

Remy, who had a cold and hardened demeanor,

women were confined in glass cages suspended

pitiful—some crawled, some shivered, while others curled up in the corners of their

was a horrifying

women were treated

reality of people

"T-Is this...

human trafficking?" Sheryl asked,

been involved in many immoral deeds herself, this obscene scene was still a jolt to

are transactions involved, but it's not human trafficking." Justin's voice was calm, though his eyes held a trace of

women would have no value if they

their veins and their organs." Sheryl, who had spent considerable time

that instant, she felt

She shuddered.

of young women with

a desperate attempt to achieve immortality and

realization hit her like a physical

crimes being committed here were grotesque

Remy, too, frowned.

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