At the Luminary Arts Centre, Trudy was giving Honora a tour, explaining the business.
“For this month, your task is to recruit two new girls. They need to be young and beautiful, preferably from outside Regal City. Focus on finding girls from small towns; they’re easier to mold.”
“Girls from those places are usually naive. A taste of the high life is enough to make them lose their bearings, which makes them easy to recruit.”
“Understood, Trudy,” Honora replied.
“Mr. Lincoln entrusted you to me, which means he has high expectations. Don’t disappoint him,” Trudy added.
The thought of getting her revenge on Larissa fueled Honora’s determination. “I won’t!”
Just then, a trainer hurried over on her high heels and whispered in Trudy’s ear, “Trudy, the girl you were most invested in slipped away when no one was looking.”
Trudy’s face darkened, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. “Honora, you get to work on what I told you. I have something to take care of.”
Without waiting for a reply, she followed the trainer out.
In the garage, Trudy got into her car and lit a cigarette. “That little bitch. I fed her, clothed her, and spent a fortune turning her into a woman men would kill for, and she dares to run away from me!”
“When we catch her, drug her and let the men have her!”
“Understood.”
The car quickly caught up to the runaway woman, who had fled into a dilapidated old neighborhood.
Trudy stormed out of the car, threw her cigarette to the ground, and slapped the woman across her beautiful face.
“You bitch! Did you really think you could escape? Do you have any idea who you are? Serving those powerful men is a blessing for someone like you!”


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