The unfamiliar male voice seemed distant from Ariana, and her own voice carried an angry, tense tone.
The sound of Melon crying added to the distressing atmosphere.
Then, the unfamiliar male voice on the other end burst into hearty laughter.
âYou think you can escape just because youâve arrived here?
This man can be sold for scams, and the woman can be sold for prostitution.
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âWhy sell her right away when we can have some fun first?â Another man chimed in, his voice dripping with depravity.
Remy, his eyes narrowed with vigilance, cursed vehemently.
âYou damn animals, donât even think about it.
â
Holden sensed that something was terribly wrong.
He swiftly muted his end of the call, his anxiety growing as he strained to eavesdrop on the developments.
Arianaâs gaze flickered toward her phone.
While she couldnât see the person who had answered, she knew the call had been picked up.
She maintained her composure and locked eyes with the traffickers, beginning, âHow much money do you want? We can negotiate.
â
The traffickers sneered in response.
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âHow can we be sure that you wonât double-cross us after getting the money? We donât do business with strangers.
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âWe can discuss other terms,â Ariana calmly replied.
Then, she skillfully stalled for time and attempted to extract more information from them.
Meanwhile, she subtly hinted at her location without arousing suspicion.
Upon hearing the crucial details, Holden could no longer remain idle.
He leaped into his car and raced to rescue her.