“Please, let me go! No!”

Each touch felt like venomous snakes slithering over her, making her stomach churn with both disgust and fear.

However, her struggles only seemed to fuel their sick excitement.

Pinned to the ground, Zoey’s eyes caught sight of a woman sitting in the corner, her expression cold and detached.

Wasn’t this the same woman who had rescued her at the noodle factory just the night before?

In that instant, Zoey felt a flicker of hope. Her eyes shone with urgency as she cried out, “Please, help me! Kill them all!”

The woman had helped her once, so surely she would step in again.

The woman was none other than Sophia. She looked at Zoey with cold, indifferent eyes, continuing to play with her phone, showing no sign of offering help. It was as if she had grown numb to such scenes.

As the man continued to assault Zoey, she screamed in helpless despair.

Why was this happening? This woman had rescued her the night before, yet now she was turning a blind eye to her suffering.

Zoey’s desperate cries only seemed to ignite the men’s excitement. They even began a livestream, broadcasting the scene on the dark web. For those seeking extreme thrills, the image of a woman being overpowered by men was always a source of twisted entertainment.

Zoey had no idea this was only the beginning of her miserable future. When it was over, she lay on the ground, drained and surrounded by a nauseating stench. Weakly, she glared at Sophia, her voice trembling as she asked, “Why are you doing this to me? I haven’t done anything to deserve this!”

By now, the truth had dawned on her. This woman hadn’t saved her; she had led her into an even darker hell. But why? She didn’t even know these people.

Sophia didn’t respond. She simply put her phone away and walked off.

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The man who had just assaulted Zoey kicked her, sneering, “You brought this upon yourself by getting on the wrong side of the wrong people.”

It was also a direct command from his boss.

“Being preyed upon by our boss is your luck. Enjoy your ‘happy’ life from now on! Hahaha.”

The idea of a “happy” life sent a shiver down Zoey’s spine. She had to get away!

But with a broken leg, walking was impossible. How could she possibly escape?

Later that evening, after Vincent had left, Katelyn applied the Hades makeup and slipped into a white coat. She walked out of Hades’ resting room, only to run into Neil and Carol.

Carol gave Katelyn a warm smile, though her tone remained formally polite.

“Hades, when do we start the examination?” she asked.

Katelyn responded gently, “Please take a moment to rest. The nurses will inform you once everything is ready.”

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