Chapter 1597

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The moment Claire and Dane walked out the door, Quinn’s boyfriend, Yates, immediately cornered her.

“Quinn, you seemed to really like that customer just now.”

Yates dropped the shy, boy-next-door act instantly, his face twisting into a cold, predatory sneer.

He was still undeniably handsome, but the sheer malice rolling off him was

terrifying.

“I…” Quinn instinctively tried to back away, but the wall caught her.

“I was just jealous of her.”

“Jealous of what?” Yates’s voice dropped, growing even more dangerous.

“Jealous that her fiancé is filthy rich and looks like a model? Or are you just bitter that she’s prettier and wealthier than you?”

Quinn pressed herself against the wall, keeping her eyes glued to the floor. “I just wish I was that beautiful. And that rich.”

Yates stepped in, trapping her in his arms. “You’re beautiful too. Sure, you’re not on her level, but you don’t need to feel insecure.”

“As for the money, Quinn, as long as you cooperate, we’re going to be swimming in cash.”

“I’ll make sure you never have to be jealous of anyone ever again.”

Yates sounded like a devoted lover, but his words sent a violent shudder down Quinn’s spine.

Yates hadn’t lied to Claire entirely. He really did plan to save up, move to a better city, buy a house, and open his own salon.

But he wasn’t going to earn that money. Quinn was.

He kept her on a brutally tight leash. Washing hair was just her day job. Her real job was servicing the men he brought her.

Every dime Yates currently had stockpiled came from selling Quinn’s body.

And he was already expanding the operation. He wasn’t just forcing her to sleep with locals anymore; he made her bait men online.

He forced her to flirt with wealthy targets, or he just impersonated her himself to seduce men over text.

Once he lured them out to the border, Quinn was forced to meet them.

The second they were compromised, Yates would kick down the door playing the enraged husband.

It was a classic, ruthless extortion racket.

Quinn was a prisoner. She had traveled all the way to this remote town, head over heels, thinking she was meeting the love of her life.

Instead, he had drugged her, photographed her, and used the blackmail to keep her trapped.

At first, the threat of exposure had kept her compliant.

But when she finally tried to fight back, Yates introduced the drugs.

A sheltered, innocent girl like Quinn would never have touched narcotics in her life.

But after Yates forcibly injected her, the addiction took root.

The withdrawals were a living hell. The drugs were the final chain. He owned her body and her mind.

This entire town was crawling with his associates. The salon was nothing but a high- end front.

Beneath the glossy veneer, it was a trafficking hub.

This building was the town’s premier

vice den. The salon upstairs was

just awaiting room for the illicit

bathhouse operating in the basement.

So why had she risked everything to beg Claire for help?

Because Quinn had recognized Dane. And she had recognized Claire.

Dane kept a low profile, but he had graced the covers of enough financial magazines to be

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More importantly, Quinn’s father worked for Vertex International.

Years ago, she had attended a massive company gala with him.

She had seen the CEO of Vertex International with her own eyes.

As for Claire, she had gone viral online for her International Math Olympiad gold medal.

The ruthless billionaire and the genius prodigy. They were a power couple in every sense of the word.

Seeing them in a lawless border town like this meant one thing: they weren’t here on vacation.

If they were bold enough to walk these streets, they had the power to burn them down.

Why wouldn’t she beg for her life?

Quinn had tried calling the police once before, but Yates had caught her.

He didn’t hit her. Instead, he locked her in a room with clients who had “special interests.”

The things those men had done to her left her shattered.

Whenever she closed her eyes, she

could still feel their disgusting hands on her skin, the horrific toys they

used to tear her apart

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