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Chapter 1947 Human Trafficking Most importantly, even after locating that small town, the place was underdeveloped and barren, so the surveillance system was completely useless there.
After tracking to that point, others wouldn't know where to go.
That place covered at least two hectares, all of it being factory land. It would take a long time to search each building.
Therefore, it was crucial for them to establish contact with the outside world as soon as possible.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“We must find a way to escape from the factory,” Elisa concluded with a serious expression.
Rachel nodded, casting a cautious glance outside, and asked in a hushed voice, “So, what do we do now?” Elisa paused briefly before replying, “Wait.” The best course of action at that moment was to wait. The most crucial thing was to see why Mr. Carrera had caught them. It's definitely not for the money. Otherwise, they would have called Gareth for ransom by now. When we were bidding for the Ganoderma Caligo, he should have noticed | was closely acquainted with Gareth. Therefore, he'll undoubtedly get a hefty sum for holding me hostage now. But, Mr. Carrera chose not to inform Gareth. They've also captured Rachel.
A terrifying suspicion surged in Elisa's heart. Could it be...
Outside, Mr. Carrera sat on a chair, sipping his drink. He casually picked up a peanut and tossed it into his mouth.
“Boss, what should we do with the two women now? We can't keep them here for too long. Their families are bound to notice, right?” Mr. Carrera munched on peanuts and took another sip of his drink. He glanced at that man. “What's the rush? Have you managed to get in touch with the people from Moranta?” Scarface nodded. “We've made contact. We've reached out to Hannah over there. She specializes in this.” Mr. Carrera began to laugh, then asked in a somewhat sinister tone, “Is that so?” He clapped his hands, picked up the wine glass, and drained it in one gulp. “We must make sure to sell them at a good price.” “What?” Inside the brick house, Rachel couldn't help but make a sound. Immediately, someone poked their head in from outside, signaling for the two to keep their voices down.
Rachel nodded, then lowered his voice to confirm with Elisa once again. “Are you saying they plan to sell us?” Elisa nodded. “I'm afraid so. Otherwise, why haven't they made a move yet? I'm not sure how far they've gotten in their negotiations. Once a third party gets involved, it'll be hard for us to extricate ourselves. So, we must act quickly.” Rachel nodded, trembling even more intensely.
She never imagined that something like being kidnapped and sold could happen to her.
In countries with high safety standards, human trafficking was severely punished. Yet now, it was happening to her, and she was the one being sold.
Thinking about those women in movies and TV shows who were bought and sold and their ultimate fate, Rachel couldn't help but shudder again.
“Are you scared?” Elisa asked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRachel nodded, then quickly shook her head.
Elisa sighed.
It was useless to be scared or regretful now. The best course of action at that moment was to send Rachel away as quickly as possible.
And so, they endured until the evening when someone came to deliver food.
After delivering the meal, he turned around to leave immediately.
Elisa called out to that person. “I need to use the restroom.” That man turned around and sized up Elisa with a wicked smile. With clear ill-intent, he said, “If you need to use the bathroom, just do it right here.” Rachel couldn't help but retort, “What do you mean? Are you treating us like livestock?” The person shrugged indifferently. “To me, you're no different from livestock. The only purpose you serve is to fetch us a good price.”