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.

had been present for every negotiation, whether it was with Jasper or

this time was different

burned, a chill traced her

the private room was dim,

woman in his arms, but his narrowed eyes told

cunning,

no see, Uncle

Justin asked

his lips, but there was a

"I've been good.

Great, in fact.

I 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 grabbed the woman on

her, and despite the sharp intake of breath that escaped her, she

happy.” Justin hated

and retrieved a white handkerchief

nose and mouth with it,

all the way from Solana City

you've something pressing you wish

would be best to speak in

dear Jay, you are right!" Without warning, Zachary pressed his half-smoked

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

before Zachary's expression darkened, and he harshly shoved the

hastily covering herself as she fled the room, tears streaming down

to business, Zachary's

indulgent smirk was replaced by the expression of a

a superior would command

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