Chapter 3: Humiliation

Everything made sense now.

"Are you thinking of telling Elio about this?" Tiffany sneered, leaning bonelessly against a man. "Do you think he would believe you or believe me?"

Julia just watched Tiffany flirting with other men, watched her kiss that man, and even--

"Tiffany," Julia croaked, "what goes around, comes around. One day, you will face the consequences."

"Consequences? Retribution is the least thing that Tiffany fears!" Tiffany took out her phone and called Elio in front of Julia.

At this moment, Tiffany was hugging the man, rubbing against him, while the other two were still there.

Soon, Elio answered the phone. "Tiffany, what's wrong?"

It was a tender and gentle voice that Julia hadn't heard in a long time, a tenderness that used to belong only to her.

Tiffany enjoyed the man's caresses and softly spoke, "Elio, I miss you so much right now, I really do."

"Where are you? I'll come right away."

The pain in Julia's heart made it almost impossible for her to breathe. She wanted to scream, to tell Elio what Tiffany was doing right now, but before she could speak, someone covered her mouth and the person restraining her became more intense. All her screams and shouts were stifled.

"Alright, I'll wait for you. Hurry up." Tiffany hung up the phone and looked down at Julia, who was in agony. "See? This man now loves me."

Tiffany pushed away the person who was still holding onto Julia.

"Enough, enough with this woman. I will satisfy you another day. I cannot keep my men waiting for too long," the man said dismissively.

With those words, she threw a package at the man. "Remember to give her this and let her taste it too," she said.

Julia didn't have time to struggle. She was forcefully fed a mouthful of pills. As she looked at the distorted smiles on the faces of the men, she felt a deep despair that prevented even a single tear from falling.

They only stopped when all the pills were consumed and she no longer resisted. They wanted this woman, who didn't know her place, to approach them willingly and beg for their attention.

But Julia did nothing, no matter how uncomfortable or feverish her body felt. She bit her lip tightly and didn't make a sound. She curled up in the corner, trembling helplessly.

"How long do we have to wait, Boss? This woman..." someone couldn't resist and wanted to take action.

The man who had flirted with Tiffany earlier had an intense expression. "She truly is a despicable woman! Go, bring her to me. I'll be the first--"

Julia looked in horror as the man approached her step by step. She let out a hoarse scream, "Please, I beg you, let me go... don't touch me!"

"Let you go?" the man laughed disgustingly. "As long as you serve me well, I will definitely let you go."

As he reached out to grab Julia--

"Ah!" His cry of pain echoed through the room!

Julia fiercely bit the man's hand, her mouth filled with the taste of blood. Her eyes were filled with panic, pain, and unease.

"You wretch!" The man slapped her as he pulled his hand away. "If you won't accept the drink, then accept the punishment! Get her clothes off!"

Those who had been waiting eagerly finally came alive. Such a beautiful woman would not be let go easily. When they saw her, all they wanted was to taste her immediately, and now--

Julia had no place to retreat. She wanted to escape from this corner, but as soon as she stood up, she was grabbed by someone. The laughter that followed made her blood boil. "Where do you think you're going? As long as you behave, we will make you comfortable. Otherwise, you will suffer!"

Yes, where could she run? Right now, where could she escape to?

She had lost her family.

Elio didn't want her anymore.

No one wanted her.

No one wanted her.

Just when she was struggling in despair--

Boom! The tightly closed door was kicked open!

Chapter 4: You Are Truly Pitiful!