Flames roared from several large barrels, illuminating the icy cold chamber.

Kathleen and Felipe huddled in a corner, dozing heavily.

A man sat on the other side, his gaze hollow as he stared at the ceiling, seemingly waiting for a miracle.

Upon hearing the iron door creak open, he looked up alertly, then charged forward in excitement: "Let me out, let me out."

A gentle push from the bodyguard, and he collapsed weakly to the ground.

Starved and tormented for the entire day and night, he was utterly exhausted.

Of course, Kathleen and Felipe were even worse off.

"Mom, Dad!" Leah's voice called out earnestly.

They finally snapped out of their stupor and scrambled up from the floor.

"Leah..." Kathleen rushed to embrace her daughter.

Mother and daughter cried together, overwhelmed with joy and relief.

"Mr. Clemens, you can't just hold us here against our will. That's illegal," Felipe's voice trembled as he spoke, "Please, let us go!"

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'Isn't holding someone hostage and forcing them to marry illegal?" Micah sat arrogantly on the red leather couch, looking down on everyone like a deity.

Sadie stood nearby, clutching her wound, her brow furrowed with intense worry and confusion.

She had tried everything to stop Micah from coming here, to no avail.

Leah played a recording of a child at the night club; he had undoubtedly heard it.

He had also heard Coco yell "Mia" before; he must have made some connection...

Moreover, the continuous threats from the White women must have a reason... He had abstained from digging deeper before, not wanting to uncover her secret. But now, with the truth staring him in the face, how could he hold back any longer?

"Mr. Clemens, I really don't get it. Why protect Sadie so fiercely?" Kathleen, protective of her daughter behind her, pleaded excitedly, "She seduced my son-in-law, and you've probably seen those videos too. And with this man..." she pointed at a man, "a one-night stand! You saw the video on the news, didn't you? How can you just stand by?"

"That's right," Leah sneered venomously, "Sadie is a woman who's known to many. What do you see in her?"

"Did you hear that?" Micah glared coldly at Sadie, "They're insulting you."

Sadie winced, responding calmly. "I've explained many times, nothing happened between me and Ronan Potter. If they don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."

"And what about him?" Micah nodded to the man with the toe of his foot, a cold glint in his eyes.

The man shuddered with fear and took a half step back, his head down as he cautiously watched Micah, hesitating to speak.

"What's his story, you don't know?" Sadie snapped, "They're saying I solicited him as a male escort four years ago. Is that what you're saying?"

"It's all unclear," Micah said, narrowing his eyes and staring icily at the man, "Maybe after you were done with me, you went looking for someone else?"

"You..." Sadie flushed with anger, her face turning ashen.

Kathleen was stunned. What did he mean by that?

"In fact, I never had any relations with the lady," the man hastily explained in flawed English, "Miss White paid me, took us to the hotel, I took a photo, was about to rest when suddenly there were gunshots outside. I was terrified and escaped through the window..."

"Seriously? You took the money and didn't get the job done?" Leah demanded angrily. "Are you too scared to die, making up lies on purpose?"

"No, it's true..." the man stated anxiously, "Before I jumped out the window, I saw a guy break in, and he looked..."

The man glanced at Micah with a weak and cautious look, murmuring, "He looked a lot like you, but he was wearing a mask."

"Is that so?" Micah pulled out a black half mask and gracefully placed it over his face.

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