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, widened his eyes in

in glass cages

choker around their neck, and their movements were pitiful—some crawled, some shivered, while others curled up in the corners of

a horrifying

treated

reality of people being dehumanized, victims of the rich's merciless

"T-Is this...

human trafficking?"

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

voice was calm, though his eyes

would have no value if they were simply sold for their looks," he

the blood running through their veins and their organs." Sheryl, who had spent considerable time

she felt

She shuddered.

young women with

to achieve immortality and preserve their

realization hit her

here were grotesque

Remy, too, frowned.

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