Envisioning Gustavo’s face, Lucas swiftly packed up his belongings and migrated to Jagoan’s cell as the break neared its conclusion.

As Gustavo entered Jagoan’s cell, his immediate exclamation was, “Mr. Jagoan, why is your cell so spotless?”

All eyes among the inmates darted between each other, memories of today’s grueling cleaning flashing vividly.

Jagoan smirked and responded, “Hygiene is the top priority in this cell. Whether they’re in for arson, assault, or fraud, anyone engaging in unhygienic behavior pays in blood.”

Jagoan fixed Gustavo with a serious gaze, adding, “That includes you.”

Quick to assure compliance, Gustavo hastily vowed, “Rest assured, Mr. Jagoan, I’ll strictly follow all your orders!”

For Gustavo, survival hinged on Jagoan’s goodwill. In this context, he dared not put on a facade.

Surveying Jagoan’s cell, Gustavo eagerly informed him, “Mr. Jagoan, I dropped at least two hundred grand on Bruce Weinstein tonight. He owes me a favor. Anything you need, just ask him, he won’t dare refuse!”

Intrigued, Jagoan inquired, “Your two Miss Universes tonight cost $200,000?”

airfare, rooms, and all. Two hundred grand is a low

as they are, they might not be able to afford

“Mr. Jagoan, why do you

about to hit rock bottom. Soon, he’ll wander New York like

with two women.

mystery, Jagoan replied, “You’ll find

bed, powered up his phone, shared a brief

Aman Hotel in downtown New York

suite for the night, a lavish accommodation

intended to indulge but had no inkling that Gustavo’s extravagance would

two Miss Universe from Latin America awaited. Dressed provocatively, they

the maid cooing, “Dear master, you’re back!” The female prisoner stammered nervously,

a seasoned lover, in a scene of unparalleled luxury. His desire surged,

Bruce stepped into the room, he felt an excruciating pain beneath

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