Meanwhile, in a dilapidated house in a mountainous village, Rachel Wood was tied up and left on a cold brick bed, shivering in the corner of the room.

It was pitch black in the room, where the old man and two of his sons were asleep next to her.

The three of them were snoring loudly, annoying Rachel.

They rarely showered, and the entire room reeked of their body odor and the stench of their feet. It was disgusting.

A cold breeze came in through the broken window, making her shiver. She had nothing else on other than the clothes she was wearing.

She'd never had a change of clothes since being there for a month. She was confined to the brick bed apart from going to the bathroom.

The men watched over her day and night. Three of them would sleep at night, while another would keep an eye on her.

One of them would keep an eye on her in the house even during the day.

They only fed her half a bowl of rice every two days in fear that she might gain enough strength to run away. They didn't even give her any other dishes. They also only offered her half a cup of water every two days.

She was barely surviving.

Now, Rachel was physically weak. Every day, someone was keeping an eye on her that there was no opportunity to escape at all. Although she wanted to run away, she was constantly restrained and being watched.

Miserable days like this nearly caused her to have a mental breakdown. Even so, she knew that she couldn't wait around for doomsday. She refused to live like the rest of the women there. She would never succumb to a life of living as a sexual tool for these depraved men. Rachel wanted to leave and return to Atlantis.

She wanted to replace Sebastian Brenand.

She missed him. So much.

Pushing herself up, she silently struggled again, only this time, she realized that the rope around her was loose.

The old man in his eighties had restrained her himself today.

He probably didn't exert enough force, and why the rope came loose so easily.

At this moment, Rachel felt like she could finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.

She tossed the rope away carefully

before

Slowly standing up and

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stepping over three men. She managed to step off the brick bed.

The men had used a lot of strength to torture her and watch over her Perhaps, they were sound asleep from being exhausted and not getting enough rest.

They hadn't realized Rachel had gotten up at all.

After getting off the brick bed, she didn't even put on her shoes to avoid making a sound. Walking barefoot to the door, she then pulled the door curtains apart and walked out.

Right outside the room, the area was where they cooked with a connection to the door into the house.

The man in his thirties was resting in front of the door right then

with his back to her. He wore a cotton hat, a padded coat, and padded pants. His entire body reeked of a disgusting stench.

Rachel figured that he was probably asleep, seeing that he wasn't moving and his breathing sounded even.

She carefully tiptoed up to him from behind and sneaked a peek at him. To her surprise, he had fallen asleep.

Rachel instantly felt overjoyed as she mustered the strength to run past him.

It was at that precise moment that the man suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing Rachel, he immediately stood up and yelled into the house. "Get up, all of you. The b*tch is escaping!" Rachel felt chills down her spine when she heard him.

An intense feeling of fear and the desire to live gave her an adrenaline rush.

Gritting her teeth, she threw the door open and ran out.

The moment she did, she felt her entire body going limp, her head dizzy.

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