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    Earle holstered his gun, paying no mind to the girl who had met such a tragic end. Disgust flickered in his eyes as he exhaled, his tone light. “Feed her to the white sharks.”


    Earle kept white sharks as pets.


    Val coldly replied, “Understood.”


    The girl was dragged away like discarded trash, leaving a long, dark trail of blood across the floor.


    The auction continued undisturbed as if nothing had happened.


    Earle had already lost interest. He rose from his seat, and Neil followed closely behind.


    After walking a few steps, Earle suddenly stopped and asked, “Have you found her?”


    Neil responded without hesitation, “Our people traced her to the in Houis.”


    Earle raised an eyebrow. the? What a coincidence. If she was bold enough to challenge him, she would have to face the consequences. A dangerous glint flickered in his eyes. “Find her within three days.”


    Neil hesitated briefly but knew better than to argue. He nodded. “Understood.”


    Elena was a world-ss hacker with an uncanny ability to evade detection. She had infiltrated theirwork twice, slipping through their defenses and making a mockery of their security. And every time her trail led to the, it went cold.


    Earle pushed open the basement door, unveiling a scene of depravity and chaos.


    A wave of heat and the sickly scent of sweat, sex, and drugs filled the air. Women swayed their hips, eyes zed, lips parted in blissful stupor. The men behind them, equally intoxicated, surrendered to the haze of their high. In the farthest corner, two meny sprawled on the floor, their mouths working eagerly on each other’s bodies.


    These people were indulging in their most primal urges.


    Drawn to Earle’s striking features, a woman shed a seductive smile and reached out, inviting him to join her.


    Earle’s expression darkened. Without hesitation, he struck her hand away, injuring her.


    Earle walked to the far end of the room, where a man was being vited by a dog. His face was a twisted mix of fear and something disturbingly close to pleasure.


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    Earle crouched beside the man, his tone casual, almost bored. “Still not talking? Just hand over Edgewing’stest research, and I’ll let you walk free.”


    The man had betrayed Earle for money, defecting to Edgewing’spany in Avaloria. But when Earle set his sights on Edgewing, he was the first to turn on them. After Edgewing pulled out of Avaloria, the man ended up in Earle’s hands. Now, after enduring an existence worse than death, his mind had long since shattered.


    Now, the man merely shook his head, his body convulsing, unable to form words. Instead, desperate moans of pleasure tore from his throat. “Ah! Ah—”


    Earle let out a sigh of irritation and stood. He had no use for worthless men. He cast a nce at Neil, who understood instantly and ended the man’s life with a single shot.


    Elena opened her inbox to find two new emails.


    The first was from the globally acimed director, Mauricio Ortiz. His message bubbled with enthusiasm over the blockbuster sess of histest fantasy film.


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