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Chapter 990: Who are you?! Allison screamed, panic in her voice, as she glanced at the warehouse door.

Blood was smeared all over the floor nearby, showing that someone had been dealt with recently.

But these men in front of her didnt seem to be in charge.

As expected, the doctor entered a room with a bow of respect.

Mr.

White, arent you going to come see? Whats the point? Theyre all the same.

I swear, this ones top-notch! That explained his eagerness.

Soon enough, Allison saw a figure in a raincoat step out of the room.

The man had a white rose tattoo on his arm.

His raincoat was soaked in blood, making it clear that he had just taken someones life.

Well, shes a real gem, Victor said, eyeing Allisons face through the crowd.

Thats why I brought her to you, the doctor said proudly, waving his car keys.

Ill leave her here.

I need to head back now.

Dont forget to send the payment on time.

Fresh chapters are live at gαℓησv????ℓs․com Victor casually dropped his raincoat to the floor.

Dont worry, Ill double your payment.

The doctor walked out of the warehouse without looking back, leaving Allison to start her role.

She fought against her restraints, crying out, Who are you? What are you going to do to me? Stop struggling, Victor warned.

If you keep it up, Ill make things harder.

His eyes roamed over Allison with greed.

If you cooperate, you could bring in a good price.

Allisons voice trembled as she asked, Are you… human traffickers? Victor scoffed.

Dont lump us in with those people.

Were in the international trade business.

After speaking, he raised his hand to give a command.

Take her to stay with that woman with glasses.

Shes the only stable one.

Victor smiled as he stared into Allisons eyes.

The others are too out of control right now.

We cant risk them ruining our best product.

To him, people were just items to be traded.

Allison lowered her head, her eyes hardening as a cold flash passed through them.

She could tell the other women had been broken by fear and pain.

She couldnt help but wonder how Amya was holding up now.

The woman with glasses he referred to could easily be Amya.

These bastards! .

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