When Liam heard Harry, he was frightened. He quickly bowed and begged, “Sir, please don’t chop off my hands. Please don’t! Please!”

The family’s begging was like flies buzzing in Harry’s ears—disgusting and annoying.

Letting out a chuckle, Linus said, “Oh, no. Please don’t do that. It’s not fun to chop their limbs off! I know a private club overseas that is perfect for them.”

“Oh, really? Tell me about it, Linus.”

In the face of the Johnsons, Linus and Harry started chatting. “The customers from that club like to play around with men. The club accepts men of all ages. They will castrate the men, remove their teeth, and shave them before sending them out to meet the customers.”

It was the first time Liam found out about such a terrifying thing and he was utterly shocked.

“No…”

But no one heard their petty, yet useless begging.

Linus went on, “I know the person in charge there. They prefer Asians because they don’t have much body odor, and their skin is fair. Besides, they have a tight anus. I think the club would welcome the father and the sons.”

Harry was disgusted, but he asked, “Why remove their teeth?”

 

Looking at the Johnsons, Linus continued to say as if it was something normal, “They’re afraid that the slaves will bite their customers. Besides, without teeth, customers can experience a more comfortable service.”

The Johnsons were dumbfounded.

 

Bite the customers? A better user experience without the teeth?

After giving it some thought, Harry finally understood. He felt his bottom tighten and his teeth chill. Goosebumps crawled all over his body and he waved his hand. “Take them. You can do whatever you want.”

With one sentence, he pronounced the death of the family.

Like a dog, Liam continued to beg. Unfortunately, it was completely useless.

Linus’ expression turned cold. There seemed to be

Johnsons. In his mind, the photos of Sophia being humiliated by them were

It was

actually none of

this. He also didn’t know why Linus offered to help.

Linus’ hands, what they were about to endure was even scarier

very curious about

one in the suitcase

was holding onto Sophia tightly. Removing her clothes, he put her into his arms. Sophia felt hot all over her body, and in a daze,

kissed her wrinkled little

began crying and talking gibberish

shivered in his arms. She muttered something and Michael leaned closer

Uncle, don’t.

life too late. Maybe things would have

have suffered

wouldn’t let those rascals who had hurt her in

his face into her hair; drops of tears melted into her

felt like he

into the ward to get an IV drip; Michael stayed by her side all

to the other side of the wall, she ran into the Mitchells. She was kidnapped by them and handed over to the Johnsons. She had caught a cold from the wind by the lake and from being trapped in the suitcase. She went into

took her back home and found a family doctor to take care of her. He had been staying by her side; he would hold her hands and check if the electric blanket was warm enough. Everything was done by

during the time she was

opened her eyes, she saw sunlight coming through the roof that was covered with tiles. Sitting herself up, she

to the Johnsons for them to sell her off to the dealer. She later left with her car and met

her feet. She lifted the moldy blanket that was covering her body.

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