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In a dark prison cell, a large, fierce-looking female inmate threw a bucket and a mop into a corner of the floor. She pushed another female inmate into the wall.
“From now on, you’ll be the one doing this disgusting work. Aren’t you so arrogant and consider yourself still a famous model? Rubbish!”
Natalie Hale, the woman who had just been violently pushed, unconsciously clenched her fists. The look in her eyes became cold. “You’re no better than me.”
A loud slapping sound rang out immediately. “You still dare to answer me, huh?!”
The anger and hatred in Natalie’s heart grew even more intense. She held her red cheeks with a trembling body. Before she could return the slap, someone suddenly came over.
“You two, stop fighting! Miss Hale, come with me!” a warden ordered.
Natalie closed her eyes, trying to compose herself. She glanced coldly at her enemy before finally stepping up to follow the warden. Moments later, she was in front of an unfamiliar and mysterious man dressed in black.
She looked at him with a mocking expression. “Is it now possible for someone to bribe a warden to have a private meeting with a prisoner?”
The mysterious man smiled crookedly. “Miss Hale, don’t you want to be free from this cursed place?”
The woman was silent.
He stepped closer, then whispered, “I can free you, darling.”
***
The time passed quickly. Natalie sighed heavily at the memories. In just a few months, her life had changed. However, she regretted her choice.
“I’m not leaving,” she said, standing with her head down. Her black hair partially covered her face.
“You must obey me, Natalie.”
Natalie looked up immediately. “Are you out of your mind?” she hissed as she stared intently at the tall man before her. “I’m not something you can just sell!”
The man with scars on his face stared back at her coldly and sharply. His hand suddenly gripped her chin firmly. “So you’d prefer me to return you to prison?”
Natalie swallowed. Hearing the word “prison” brought fear to her heart. For two years, she had been in a dark and stuffy prison. There was no light, no fresh air. Every day, she was the butt of jokes for the other inmates. It was a terrible time in her life, and she didn’t want to go back there.
If not for Lucas, she would still be behind bars. The man set her free. He changed her appearance and faked her identity. Now, it would be difficult for others to recognize her as Natalie Hale, a famous model who had been involved in a murder case.
“But why are you doing this to me? You never said that—“
“That I would sell you?” Lucas laughed mockingly. “Honey, don’t be naïve! You even killed someone. Why are you acting like a stupid, innocent woman?”
Natalie’s hands clenched into fists. She glared at the man. “I didn’t kill anyone!”
The man smiled mockingly. His cold face showed no mercy whatsoever. “Don’t be evasive, Natalie. You’re a dirty, sinful, lowly woman. Do you think I set you free because I admire you?”
Pain hit Natalie’s chest. She felt so bitter. Lucas was right. She was no longer a woman of prestige or worthy of admiration. She was worthless. No man would ever like her, let alone love her.
“Why me?” she whispered.
Lucas leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Because you’re a woman who can kill someone.”
Natalie immediately shook her head. She was becoming more and more afraid. Who was Lucas? She really didn’t want to get involved with anything more horrible!
The man smiled at the fear on Natalie’s face. He suddenly kissed her lips and then caressed her face admiringly. “I don’t want all my efforts to change your face and identity to be in vain. So, you must be able to attract the attention of rich men.”
“I never asked you to do that, damn! You did all that to me!”
Lucas smiled coldly. He waved his hand. Two of his subordinates approached and grabbed Natalie by both hands. She immediately screamed, “You can’t do this to me, Lucas!”
“Be good, sweetie. Never forget where you came from,” he warned.
Natalie gritted her teeth. The two subordinates then pushed her roughly toward the back of the auction stage. She tried to rebel, but they were much stronger than her.
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