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.

joining Justin, she had been present for

time was different

her curiosity burned, a

lighting in the private room was dim, and smoke surrounded both Zachary and

in his arms, but his narrowed

malice, cunning, and ruthlessness in

no

you been?" Justin

a stiffness in his demeanor that betrayed his true

"I've been good.

Great, in fact.

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 grabbed the woman on his

the sharp intake of breath that

you're happy.” Justin hated the smell of cigarette

lowered his eyes and retrieved a white handkerchief from

his nose and mouth with it, then let out a few

you've summoned me all the

you've something pressing

is indeed the case, then it would be best to speak in private."

are right!" Without warning, Zachary pressed

pain and humiliation, yet not a sound

Zachary's expression darkened, and

herself as she fled the

they got down to business, Zachary's

smirk was replaced by the

Justin like a superior would command his subordinates,

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