His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1137

Some people, even if they were given a second chance at life, could never change their fundamental nature. She was just as repulsive as that bitch Evadne; it ran in the family.

“Hans was right. Only the Ace is a truly honored guest here,” Chad mused, his eyes narrowing slightly. “While I may not be one, I am quite well-acquainted with one of the Spades.”

As he spoke, the attendant led them to a pair of massive, imposing doors. With a low groan, the doors swung open, revealing a world of swirling smoke and decadent indulgence, a stark contrast to the silence outside.

Tiered viewing boxes rose from the second floor, each shrouded in dim light that obscured the faces of their occupants, making them look like rows of silent, eerie puppets. But what was happening on the stage below made Alexia gasp in shock. Even Hans, a man with a heart of stone, felt his pupils contract at the sight.

Several naked girls were trapped in glass cages, suspended high above the stage. They wore collars around their necks, and inside their transparent prisons, they crawled, trembled, or huddled in corners, stripped of all dignity, treated like animals.

It was a perfect illustration of the old saying: the rich are without virtue, treating the people as nothing more than straw dogs.

“Is this… human trafficking?!” Alexia’s eyes widened. She was no stranger to wickedness, but this scene of depraved evil shattered what little was left of her moral compass.

“It’s a transaction, but they’re not selling people.” Chad’s voice was languid, a hint of impatience in his tone. “These girls, their bodies alone aren’t worth much. But the blood in their veins, their organs—those are priceless. Their blood, for example.”

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