From what she’d read in the file when she’d snuck into Samantha’s room, the women were nearly treated like queens,pared to the hellhole of a house she was currently in.


    Most girls would rather choose to be a surrogate mother than to be a sex ve because of the treatment they received, but at the end of the day, there was no freedom to be given.


    Although it may seem to be a worthy opportunity, Anastasia still despised the thought of them making use of her womb as some form of money-making machine.


    The girl sighed, her voice carrying a strange mix of bitterness and resignation. "At least over there, you’ll get to eat healthy food. And it’s a big ce—you’ll be allowed to walk around if you end up pregnant with a client’s child." She looked down, fidgeting with her hands. "Unlike here. If you so much as get close to the gate, there’s a high chance they’ll gun you down without a second thought."


    "I agree," said Eve, patting Anastasia on the shoulder. "That ce is better than here. From what I’ve heard from the girls before they were sent there, Samantha guaranteed that they would be taken care of."


    "I doubt that. Samantha and Xander are doing this to get revenge and I doubt they would treat me the same way they’re treating the women over there. I’m sure mine will be different."


    The girls became silent because they knew the truth in Anastasia’s words.


    They were well aware that Xander kidnapped Anastasia because of his revenge, so all they could do was sigh and silently pray Anastasia was treated right.


    Anastasia turned to look at Avery who was munching on some cookies and Anastasia couldn’t help but wonder where she’d gotten them from.


    Samantha was very strict with their diets, so she was never allowed to take anything sugary that would interfere with their weight loss.


    However, Anastasia couldn’t be bothered with what the girl was doing.


    "Anastasia! Let’s go!" Anastasia suddenly heard. She turned to look at the person that’s called her. It was none other than Samantha, with Tibo and Turac and then a few other men right behind her.


    "Go where?" She asked, confusionced in her tone.


    "It’s time for you to go to the factory," Samantha replied, signaling the men to drag her up.


    The girls immediately became rmed but froze because there was nothing they could do.


    "Wait, what?" Anastasia’s eyes widened in rm as she struggled against the men holding her. Panic surged through her, but they were far stronger than she was. It had only been a few days since their visit to the hospital, where tests had revealed she had some infections. Mr. Steven had prescribed medication, assuring her it would cleanse her system in a matter of days.


    She’d thought Samantha would at least give her a heads-up on the day they would be leaving. She hadn’t expected her to have her henchmen drag her around like some toy, stretching all her limbs.


    Avery pped her hands in satisfaction when she saw Anastasia being dragged away.


    Anastasia didn’t want to fight them any longer to be free, but either way, they continued to drag her away from there like some thief while the girls tried to stay close but not close enough to have Samantha snapping at them furiously.


    "Please!!" She pleaded.


    "You’re going to your new home now? That was sooner than I thought but I guess that’s what you deserve." She heard Michelle say, but Anastasia couldn’t bring herself to be bothered with what Michelle was going to say any further.


    Her future was no longer hers to have control of but deep down, Anastasia still wished there would be some kind of pity in Samantha’s heart that would cause her to stop her henchmen, and even if she was going too far with her imagination, she would help her out of there and let her be free.


    Anastasia wanted to stop herself from hoping, it’d never gotten her anywhere far.


    The henchmen shoved her into the car and banged the door close before she could even reach for it.


    She saw Eve waving her goodbye with tears rolling down her eyes.


    Eve had been another good friend she was able to make after the death of Angelina and Elizabeth, so Anastasia knew for sure she was going to miss the girl.


    Samantha got into the car and before they drove off, Anastasia saw Michelle and Avery sharing a smile before their gazes refocused on her.


    Something immediately dawned on her.


    What if Michelle and Avery were both working together?


    Anastasia banged at the car door, cursing at them, and before she knew it, everything went pitch ck as she slumped on the car seat.