A flash of ruthlessness crossed Ivy's eyes. Since she had brought Nina here, she wouldn't let her leave alive.

However, less than half an hour after the man left, someone knocked on her door.

"Come in."

After she coldly spoke these words, a tall man entered, carrying a bowl of chicken soup.

"Miss Ivy, this is from the Pharaoh. He specifically instructed me to bring it to you to help you recover."

"Leave it there. I'll drink it after I change." Ivy barely glanced at him before turning her back.

Ever since she arrived here, chicken soup had been served to her regularly, but she was sick of it.

The man placed the soup on the desk as instructed. "Miss Ivy, the Pharaoh ordered me to ensure you drink it."

the bowl. The soup had a strong aroma of chicken and herbs. Holding her breath, she drank it all. She turned to the man, "Can't you be flexible? Do you really have to

was cold, "Miss Ivy, I

her hand, "Fine, you

before. A bit

"Yes, Miss Ivy."

and left the room. Ivy tied her hair back into a low ponytail, put on a veil, and left the

that you need to rest and should not be

was furious. Restricting her movements was effectively limiting her freedom. Although seething inside,

Wes, "Keep an

A video from him would be as good as seeing Nina herself. "Got it," Wes replied

Back with Nina.

the girl had calmed down, Nina tried to engage

her throat dry, "I lost my composure earlier. I'm

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