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.

turned cold. There seemed to be no light visible in his ocean-blue

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

that moment, he was disgusted and hatred grew to its extreme. It was as if his soul was twisted by someone

actually none of his business

offered to help. But,

they were about to endure was even scarier than what they

about

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

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

started to burn up; she began crying and talking gibberish in his

kitten, she shrank and shivered in his arms. She muttered something and Michael leaned closer to

Uncle, don’t.

Maybe things would have worked out better

cutie-pie wouldn’t have suffered so much

let those rascals who had hurt her in the past

her tightly and buried his face into her hair; drops

he felt like he had turned

nearest hospital. Sophia was hurried into the ward to get an IV drip; Michael stayed by her

She

been staying by her side; he would hold

happened during the time she was

on the floor. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw

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

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

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