Can’t Win Me Back

Remy's gaze was icy as he took in the scene before him—Zachary lounging with a woman perched on his lap.

Her scant clothing barely concealed her while Zachary's hands groped her roughly.

She forced a smile, her expression betraying a mix of discomfort and resignation.

The room reeked of debauchery.

Dim lights cast a murky glow over the scene, amplifying the suffocating atmosphere.

Around them, women stood like objects behind glass cages, each wearing a choker with a string of numbers—price tags marking their value.

And just like those women in the glass cages, she, too, hada choker around her neck.

As Justin's loyal follower, Remy was no stranger to the darkness of the world.

Yet, an unfamiliar heaviness pressed against his chest as he stood in this room.

The degradation of these women, stripped of dignity and reduced to commodities, made his stomach churn.

Unable to bear it, Remy averted his eyes, fists clenching involuntarily.

He turned abruptly, unable to stomach the vile display any longer.

The thick curtains lowered, severing Remy and Sheryl's view of the room.

Moments later, a burly bodyguard with foreign features emerged.

Speaking fluent Cyrrisian, he instructed them to leave.

Remy spun on his heel and strode away without hesitation, but Sheryl lingered, casting furtive glances back.

She was unsettled.

present for every negotiation, whether it was with Jasper

was different —it was

her curiosity burned, a chill traced

lighting in the private room was dim, and smoke surrounded

woman in his arms,

the dim lighting, the mix of malice, cunning,

no see,

have you been?" Justin asked with

lips, but there was a stiffness in his demeanor that betrayed

"I've been good.

Great, in fact.

not be when I have the respect of such an obedient nephew as well as these young and beautiful women nourishing me? I'm as happy as a clam!" As if to emphasize his point, Zachary

despite the sharp intake of breath that escaped her, she dared not utter

long as you're happy.” Justin hated the smell

and retrieved a white

he feigned nonchalance, he covered his nose and mouth with it, then let out a few stifled

the way from Solana City to

presume you've something pressing

it would be

dear Jay, you are right!" Without warning, Zachary pressed

her trembling body a picture of pain and humiliation, yet not a sound escaped

were barely out before Zachary's expression darkened, and he harshly shoved the woman

woman scrambled to her feet, hastily covering herself as she fled the room, tears streaming

to business, Zachary's demeanor

was replaced by

spoke to Justin like a superior would command his subordinates, even