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 eyes—it was

at the Johnsons. In his mind, the photos

was disgusted and hatred grew to its extreme. It was as if his soul was twisted by someone else’s despair and

was actually none of his business at

Linus offered to help. But, he knew he would

they were about to endure was even scarier than what

curious about who exactly

the suitcase that

he put her into his arms. Sophia felt hot all over

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

to burn up; she began crying and talking gibberish

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

Uncle, don’t.

into her life too late. Maybe things would have worked out better for her if he had appeared

wouldn’t have

let those rascals who had hurt her in the past off

face into her hair; drops of

felt like he had turned

into the ward to get an IV drip;

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

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

had happened during the

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

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

She lifted the moldy blanket that was covering her body. The room in front of her

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