Under the Heiress' Facade



Hearing that made Everly subconsciously take a step back. But two other men immediately blocked her escape route, so she had no other way to

run.

Knowing that she couldn't escape, Everly decided to be honest, "I don't have money."

"It's okay if you don't have money. Our company is very understanding. If our clients have no money to pay us, we always provide opportunities for them to make money," the leader answered with a smile.

Everly noticed his unfriendly smile and suddenly had a bad feeling. "What kind of money-making opportunity are you talking about?"

"You'll know when you get there. Take her away!" The leader waved his hand. The other few men ignored Everly's struggles as they shoved her into the car right away.

At 11:59 pm, Hera received a call from Thiago. "Everly has paid her installment in full, Hera," he said with a chuckle.

Hera was in the study, watching Bernard give suggestions for her design draft. She asked calmly, "Is she still alive?"

"Of course, she's still alive. We're a civilized society now, so how could I simply kill her? That would be against the law. I don't do such unlawful things! I'm a good citizen," Thiago said with a laugh.

Hera stayed silent for a moment before saying, "Say that again."

"Sure. I could repeat it ten times. It's not a problem. I'm a good citizen..." Thiago kept repeating on the phone with a laugh.

Meanwhile, there was a stage behind him. A spotlight shone on the white birdcage that stood ten feet high. A woman dressed in a sexy rabbit costume was locked inside.

The cage was adorned with white

roses. It looked so dreamy, as

though it came out of a fairytale. That was if one ignored that this was the black market's underground sex Slave live performance trading site

swnow

The screen behind the stage displayed anonymous records of the prices offered for the woman on stage. There were 15,291 different prices, totaling up to 100 million dollars.

That meant that the woman had to perform group sex in front of 15,291 clients in order to satisfy their bizarre fetishes. "You've already spoken with him for over 30 seconds on the phone," Bernard reminded bitterly while holding his stopwatch. Hera was rendered speechless by his jealousy. Without looking at Bernard, she coldly said into the phone, "Don't kill her."

"Relax. Whatever I do, I'll always respect life as a good citizen. I won't simply harm anyone and will definitely guarantee that she'll stay alive..."

Thiago rambled on before noticing

that there was no response from Hera. When he checked his phone, he realized that the call had been disconnected at some point. Then, he received a WhatsApp message from Hera, "I'll treat you to a meal When I'm free."

Thiago's grin revealed his teeth in a childlike way He immediately replied to her, saying, "I want to eat your

homemade mac and cheese. It'on etContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

been long since I had your homemade mac and cheese."

Hera did not reply after that. Half an hour later, she finally replied, "Get lost!"

Thiago scratched the back of his head, feeling perplexed. He wondered why Hera was always so cold.

At that moment, his assistant led the manager of the black market, Trevor Hughes, to him. Thiago put his phone away and shook hands with Trevor with a smile.

Thiago asked, "What do you think? Has the interesting performance I put together for tonight passed Astral Nova's test? Can I join the organization? When can I meet the grandmaster?"