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.

to be no light visible in his ocean-blue eyes—it was unpredictable

he turned around and looked at the Johnsons. In his mind, the

to its extreme. It was as if his soul was

none of

didn’t know why Linus offered

hands, what they were about

very curious about who exactly

suitcase that

her clothes, he put her into his arms. Sophia felt hot all over her body, and in a daze, she muttered,

her, Michael tried his best to warm her up. He kissed her wrinkled little face

to burn up; she began crying

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

Uncle, don’t.

that moment, Michael felt like he had walked into her life too late. Maybe things would have worked out better for her if

his cutie-pie wouldn’t have suffered

who had hurt her in the past off

face into her hair; drops of tears melted into her

he had

came closer to the nearest hospital. Sophia was hurried into the ward to

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

been staying by her side; he would hold her hands and check if the electric blanket was warm enough. Everything was

had happened during the time she was unconscious

a damp and cold hole on the floor. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw sunlight coming through the roof that was covered with tiles. Sitting herself up, she recollected the incident

someone to hand Sophia over to the Johnsons for them to sell her off to the

covering her body. The room in front of her was extremely shabby—even the floor was just

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