Didn't she live in desolate and abysmal conditions?
How could she still look beautiful?
Coral herself had been working ever since she graduated middle school. At one point, she even landed a job as an escort.
Later on, after serving her clients as their drinking partners, she had begun offering more. She had already lost count of the number of men she slept with, but knew that most of them were ugly, old, bald, and had big beer bellies.
To put it bluntly, Coral had sacrificed her youth and beauty to build up her current business and status.
After having given up so much, it was no surprise that she wouldn't just free Sabrina, who despite everything she had been through, still looked much prettier than herself.
Coral longed to see Sabrina suffer, and at the same time earn a fortune for herself.
When she saw the vicious smile on her cousin's face, Sabrina began to feel despaired.
Her only hope was for Sebastian to come rescue her.
Please.
However, she didn't have her phone now. It was taken
away by Coral, who must have turned it off to stop anybody from locating her.
Someone, anyone, save her, please!
Sebastian!
Sabrina called out his name time and time again in her heart.
Meanwhile, Coral locked her in a huge, windowless room before finally freeing her hands. Sabrina immediately screamed at the top of her lungs, but didn't hear a single response.
At that moment, a man sporting a knife scar on his face suddenly appeared outside the room.
"Where is she? Is she any good? I'll need to examine her first! I don't just want any woman!" Scar-face demanded.
Coral immediately replied with a respectful tone, "Old Nine, the choice is all yours. Let me just tell you first, she's as youthful as a university student. Her skin, so fair and smooth..."
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