When Anastasia’s eyesnded on this so-called factory, her jaws immediately dropped.


    The ce didn’t look anything like the kind of factory she had pictured at all.


    Factories were usually grimy, with thick pipes overhead spewing dark smoke. But what stood before her was nothing like that—it was spotless, sleek, and eerily efficient.


    What stood before her weren’t just ordinary buildings—they were mansions, grand and beautifully constructed, scattered across the breathtakingndscape like they belonged in a luxury estate. It was nothing like what she imagined; the serene beauty shed with the horrors she knew awaited inside.


    Huge fountains were built everywhere with gooses swimming in them and a well-sculpted statue sitting at the top, looking extremely ethereal.


    Flowers were nted in open spaces, and Anastasia could spot a few women with baby bumps gently caressing them as they whispered some words as if they were telling their unborn child a story.


    The pregnant women were dressed in either pink or blue gowns which seemed to have a connection with the gender of the child they were carrying.


    Otherdies who wore white gowns were standing beside them. They seemed to be the nurses who assisted the expecting mothers with a few things because Anastasia just spotted one of them grabbing a chair for one of the pregnant women.


    They were served healthy-looking food and the aroma kissed Anastasia’s nose, tempting her to walk over there and snatch it immediately.


    Her mouth watered at the aroma, but she swallowed her saliva as if that would keep her hunger in ce.


    "Are you done looking now?" Samantha questioned, scowling at her. It was only at that moment Samantha realized she’d been staring for too long already. "Let’s go." At the end of her words, Tibo and Turac snatched her arm and dragged her inside.


    Like in the house, Anastasia didn’t want to struggle since it was already toote but they kept making use of the unnecessary physical force to pull her away.


    They attracted the attention of several people. They didn’t seem surprised because it couldn’t be the first time a new woman was being brought there—that was how they were all brought there anyway.


    When they recognized Samantha, everyone immediately stood and gave her a bow as she walked past them.


    ’She has so much power here,’ Anastasia thought to herself.


    Samantha didn’t bother to greet any of the girls until they entered one of the houses. Anastasia’s eyes caught several security guards that looked cleaner than the ones at the house, carrying heavily loaded guns in their arms.


    They looked buffed and intimidating, so Anastasia quickly turned her head away.


    As soon as she stepped inside one of the mansions, Anastasia thought she couldn’t breathe anymore because of how exquisitely built it was.


    Chandeliers hung on the ceilings, emitting several bright lights that nearly blinded her.


    Several couches and tables were neatly kept and arge TV was put up for anyone to watch a movie.


    Anastasia watched as the women’s legs were crossed on a bench as they munched on a few snacks while they watched TV.


    Just like the ones that were chilling outside, as soon as they sighted Samantha, they quickly stood up and paid her some respect by bowing.


    It suddenly felt like some peasants were weing their queen who didn’t bother to spare them any nce.


    Anastasia’s eyes lingered on their snacks, truly wishing her tongue was long enough to reach the te and snatch some for herself.


    Ever since she’d been living in a ve house, she’d never felt this hungry because the food Samantha served them was always nd, and it looked nothingpared to the ones those women were munching now.


    Sighing, Anastasia decided to just forget anything regarding food for now.


    She was in a new environment and she needed to know her way around here.


    Samantha continued to lead them until she opened the door and Tibo and Turac pushed her inside the room.


    Due to the surprise force, Ana ended up falling to the ground but she quickly picked herself up and stood.


    The room was notrge but it was bigger than the one she had in the house.


    There was a normal-sized bed sitting on the ground with a small couch and a table. There was another door attached to the room which seemed to be the bathroom.


    "You’re lucky you don’t get to do anything for the next few days until we get a client whose child you are going to carry," said Samantha.


    She turned on her heels to leave but Anastasia stopped her. "Wait," and she halted. "Samantha," Anastasia called ever so gently. "Please, can you let me go?"