Chapter 991: Chapter 991

Chapter 991:

Allison turned her head and saw one of the men leering at her. “Mr. White, since she’s going to be sold anyway, can we have a little fun?”

Victor slapped him hard across the face.

“Fun? She’s meant for our big client. He’ll check her body first, and if he isn’t satisfied, we’ll all be responsible!” he snapped.

He spat on the floor, his anger rising.

“This is my ticket to get onto the island.”

The island?

Allison’s mind raced. She had caught that important detail.

“Please, I don’t want to die. I’ll do anything!” Allison pretended to beg for mercy pitifully.

Victor slowly lit a cigarette.

“If you can use that pretty face of yours to charm that ugly bastard, you might just make it out alive.” He clicked his tongue, mocking her. “Men who hide away on islands rarely see women, and he’ll surely be interested in someone charming like you.” He then gestured to his men. “Take her away.”

Allison seemed lost in thought as she processed his words.

So she was going to be sent to an island where a hideous man lived.

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The moment she understood, she immediately thought of the Mafia. After all, back at the Fleeingland Lab, it was Daniel’s Mafia group involved in human experiments and organ trafficking.

It was possible that they had expanded their influence to Ontdale.

As she was lost in her thoughts, someone swiftly blindfolded her and shoved her into a small room. “Stay here and don’t cause trouble!”

Once the blindfold was taken off, Allison was thrown onto the cold floor.

The iron door slammed shut behind her, and her face turned icy.

Then, a shaky voice called out from the corner.

“Ms. Clarke, is that you?”

Allison raised her head and saw Amya, whose tears were streaming down.

“It’s me, don’t worry.” Allison walked over to her, her brow furrowed as she examined Amya’s wounds. “The injuries aren’t too bad, but you must have been scared out of your mind.”

Amya shook her head, but tears kept flowing down her face.

“Why did you come here?” she asked, worried about pulling Allison into this mess. “They’re sending us out to international waters in two days. Does Mr. Lloyd know you’re here?”

Allison gave her a reassuring pat on the back. “Don’t worry. We’ll work together and get everyone out safely.”

Amya wiped her tears, feeling guilty. “It’s all my fault… I’ve dragged you all into this.”

During her captivity, she had often thought about ending it all. She had never expected that Allison would go so far as to come here for her.

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