He was his son and he would do anything and everything to help him out of prison.


    <i>Meanwhile, they don’t know when Arabe was being chased in the bush by those armed men, someone had spotted them while she was getting killed. But the unknown person had refused toe out to testify about the murder they’d witnessed. </i>


    <i>Xander continued to loathe Xavier each day that passed, and the urge to make his brother go through the same thing he went through increased. </i>


    <i>Bruce got his chance and promised Xander his revenge on Xavier if he became his adopted son, and helped him with his business until he was powerful enough to face Xavier and his father all by himself and exact his revenge. </i>


    <i>However, a monthter, Arabe’s parents were involved in a car ident that wasted their lives. </i>


    <i>End Of shback</i>


    <i>**</i>


    It was finally the day of <i>The crimson</i><i>hunt </i>game. All the girls were being taken care of properly for the first time in a while. They were given the best meals to eat. Samantha gave them as many portions as they’d like and they devoured as if they hadn’t eaten anything solid their entire life.


    Being fed something solid and filled with fiber felt like a dream since all Samantha mostly gave them was wet vegetables so they wouldn’t gain any weight.


    After that, their hair was done and they were given pretty dresses before their photo was taken.


    "Is this how things here are treated? It’s like they’re giving us thest treatment before we take ourst breath," Anastasia said, as she removed the hair clips that’d been buried in her hair.


    "During the previous set of girls that were selected for the crimson hunt, they were also treated in the same way," Elizabeth replied. "And yes, we might be taking ourst breath today," she added, wiping off her lipstick.


    After they were done with getting their photos taken, Samantha instructed them to wipe their faces clean and get ready for midnight, which was when the game wouldmence.


    "Aren’t you scared?" Anastasia asked Elizabeth. The girl had been expressionless, despite knowing today could probably be thest time they would see thest sunset. It was frightening to know that a game would determine if you would stay alive or not, but Elizabeth didn’t seem that shaken by that fact.


    Instead, she was the only one who had an unreadable expression on her face—apart from Avery of course.


    The other girls were excited and couldn’t wait for the game to start so they would leave with their new masters, without even being sure if they wouldst a day outside of these walls with someone they don’t know.


    "Scared?" Elizabeth repeated, her hands pausing on her lips. "I’m not scared. Besides, I know that after tonight, I’ll be free."


    Her words only earned her a confused expression from Anastasia. She wanted to ask Elizabeth what she meant by her words but decided against it.


    Anastasia nced at Avery whose gaze was already on her with a faint grin on her lips that still creeped her out.


    It’d been several days since they had their talk about escaping the hideout. And today was finally that day.


    Although Elizabeth and Angelina had asked Anastasia to stay away from Avery, she needed to escape from the hideout as soon as possible which resulted to paying deaf ears to their warnings.


    Avery had been in the hideout longer than every girl up for sale, so she had more ideas on how to escape from such a ce.


    Avery stood up from her chair and walked out of the room. Anastasia followed suit. Samantha was <i>kind</i> enough to let them get some sunlight.


    While some girls were still taking off their makeup, the ones that’d sessfully done so were outside ying a few games, while the rest were chatting as the area was filled withughter.


    Anastasia nced at them, and a sudden feeling wrapped around her heart. It was as if she wouldn’t be seeing them ever again since they’d rarely been this happy before.


    Avery took a seat and Anastasia followed suit.


    "So, what’s the n?" She mumbled.


    Anastasia had asked Avery to tell her the ns for their escape a few days earlier so she would be prepared for what was toe. But Avery insisted she told her on the day of the crimson hunt which left Anastasia wondering why.