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Din was quick to agree. “Absolutely, nothing else matters to me.”
“But I have a feeling you’re about to meet your soulmate soon, Gildamented.
Din, taken aback, eximed, “Goddess, you must be kidding.”
Gilda, eyebrow raised, teased, “Don’t believe it?”
“It’s not about belief. It’s just… aside from you, it’s hard to imagine anyone else capturing my heart,”
Din confessed before letting out a sigh, “But your happiness means more to me than my own.”
This was precisely why Din had decisively left Glory Corporation, all to support Gilda’s happiness.
His own happiness was secondary.
“I’ve set up a gathering tonight. Would you like to join? Din invited.
Gilda was about to say no, but Din looked at her with such a pleading expression. “Goddess, do me
this favor. Otherwise, my dad will have my head…”
Gildaughed. She never imagined Din, who seemed fearless, could actually fear someone.
“Okay, she agreed.
Din’s face lit up with joy. “Fantastic, see you tonight then.”
That evening, Gilda chose a simple outfit and headed out. Din had chosen an upscale bar for the
meetup.
Din was already waiting outside. Spotting Gilda, he eagerly waved. “Goddess, this way!”
Gilda followed him inside.
The private room buzzed with young men and women. They were all close friends of Din, and most
of them had grown up together with Din.
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They weed Gilda warmly. “Ms. Lynch, what’s your game? Poker? ckjack? How about Stud?”
Gilda was open. “Any is fine by me…”
They got into a game of poker. Gilda wasn’t much of a poker yer but surprisingly ended up doubling
her chips in the first
round.
Feeling awkward about winning too much, Gilda excused herself, pretending to use the restroom, and
asked Din to take her ce in a few hands.
Gilda left the room and walked along the corridor to the rooftop for some fresh air. She had barely
arrived when she heard
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screams.
A woman screamed, “Ah! Please don’t hit mel
“I’m sorry… please…
“Stop, please…”
Despite the loud music, Gilda heard the pleas clearly and followed the sounds.
A man’s voice boomed, “Thought you could run? Now run…”
He kept whipping a woman, who quickly became covered in bruises and wells.
Pausing at the door, Gilda peered inside. She saw a group of girls, bound and terrified.
The screaming woman was marred withsh marks.
“You’re ours now. Obey and earn, or face death. Try to run, and this is what awaits,” the man dered,
The others were visibly shaken, trembling with fear, none daring to make a sound.
Suddenly, the man started towards the door. Gilda, trying to hide, identally bumped into the
doorframe.
Alerted, the man inside shouted, “Who’s there?”
Gilda tried to flee, but before she could get far, several burly men emerged, blocking her escape.