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"Gonna die... whimper~" Candice Yansford took off her high heels and randomly pushed open a room, slipping inside.
The fat-headed men behind her continued their relentless pursuit, and she quickly sobered up a lot...
Because of years of abuse by her stepmother, the girl's fair skin bore many bruises.
It was just tonight that her stepmother sold her for two million to those men outside.
She had just learned these were the people from the Black Market, pretending not to be afraid was impossible.
"Bitch! Brothers, chase quickly!" A man shouted impatiently, "Hurry and get her back... damn it, don't let her eagerly jump into another man's bed. I haven't enjoyed her yet!"
"Yes."
"Check over here, look in the restroom over there too!"
…
Shortly after.
Voices came from outside the door: "Boss, she's not here!"
"Not there either!"
Hearing the footsteps outside gradually grow distant, Candice Yansford slowly let out a sigh of relief.
Sigh—
