CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 267

“Fly to that location. Send our men in Sea City out to look for Finley first. Find her this time,” Bryan ordered coldly.

Finley had disappeared for five days, and Bryan had five sleepless nights.

“Okay, I’ll send your order out now.”

At night, Sea City became bustling and noisy.

The slave market in Sea City was full of people.

This building looked like a cage.

The lights and the noise made people at this place restless.

More than half of the rich men in Sea City would gather at this place every night.

In this round building, the dim light shone on the face of every visitor.

People took their seats arranged in line with their social status.

The richest got the best seats.

Every night, a woman would sell herself here.

These women were slaves in the eyes of these cheap men.

These men bought the slaves back to be their maids or women. There was a round platform in the middle of the hall.

The slaves on sale would stand there.

These slaves volunteered to sell themselves here for the money.

They needed money.

They could get 30% of the final auction price, and the slave market took the rest.

These women used this shortcut to earn the money the ordinary couldn’t get in a lifetime.

Their lives would improve if the rich bought them to be mistresses.

The slave market appeared in Sea City dozens of years ago, and nobody dared to break its rule.

Many slaves were tortured to death by their masters, but many girls still came here for a luxurious life.

Rory’s employer wanted to change the rules in Sea City this time.

The assassination would begin soon.

Finley sat in front of a dressing table, looked at the beautiful and enchanting face in the mirror, and slowly covered it with a black mask.

Rory patted Finley on the shoulder and handed her a black pistol. “Be careful. I will protect you at all costs.” Finley took the pistol, turned around, and smiled at Rory. “Don’t worry. Do you forget my code name?” Rory nodded. He was a little worried but didn’t want to put too much pressure on Finley.

“Why did the employer spend one hundred million dollars to break the rule here and go against the power of Sea City?” Finley asked Rory while applying the lipstick to her lips.

“Perhaps, he wants to be the king of Sea City and make the others submit to him. I don’t know what is in the mind of the rich.”

“Me neither,” Finley said with a self-mocking smile.

“You may go to the stage. I paid two workers here to escort you to the stage. Remember, withdraw from the elevating platform no matter if you shoot the target or not,” Rory repeated his instruction with a frown.

“Rory, you’ve said that more than ten times.” Finley shook her head helplessly.

“For the sake of Gates, I won’t allow anything bad to happen to you. You haven’t seen him yet.”

“Things will be different even if I see him now.” Finley smiled bitterly.

I was married.

“Come on! Focus on the task first. Let’s go.”

Rory led Finley out of the backstage.

Finley stood on a black and round lifting platform.

The platform rose from the first floor to the auction stage.

The dim yellow light shone on Finley from above.

There came a heated discussion.

Finley, who wore a red tube top dress and a black feather mask, stood on the stage.

The red dress was shining in the light.

The mask made Finley look mysterious.

Her red lips were sexy and charming.

Her fair skin and good shape attracted the men offstage.

“Fly to that location. Send our men in Sea City out to look for Finley first. Find her this time,” Bryan ordered coldly.

Finley had disappeared for five days, and Bryan had five sleepless nights.

“Okay, I’ll send your order out now.”

At night, Sea City became bustling and noisy.

The slave market in Sea City was full of people.

This building looked like a cage. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

The lights and the noise made people at this place restless.

More than half of the rich men in Sea City would gather at this place every night.

In this round building, the dim light shone on the face of every visitor.

People took their seats arranged in line with their social status.

The richest got the best seats.

Every night, a woman would sell herself here.

These women were slaves in the eyes of these cheap men.

These men bought the slaves back to be their maids or women. There was a round platform in the middle of the hall.

The slaves on sale would stand there.

These slaves volunteered to sell themselves here for the money.

They needed money.

They could get 30% of the final auction price, and the slave market took the rest.

These women used this shortcut to earn the money the ordinary couldn’t get in a lifetime.

Their lives would improve if the rich bought them to be mistresses.

The slave market appeared in Sea City dozens of years ago, and nobody dared to break its rule.

Many slaves were tortured to death by their masters, but many girls still came here for a luxurious life.

Rory’s employer wanted to change the rules in Sea City this time.

The assassination would begin soon.

Finley sat in front of a dressing table, looked at the beautiful and enchanting face in the mirror, and slowly covered it with a black mask.

Rory patted Finley on the shoulder and handed her a black pistol. “Be careful. I will protect you at all costs.” Finley took the pistol, turned around, and smiled at Rory. “Don’t worry. Do you forget my code name?” Rory nodded. He was a little worried but didn’t want to put too much pressure on Finley.

“Why did the employer spend one hundred million dollars to break the rule here and go against the power of Sea City?” Finley asked Rory while applying the lipstick to her lips.

“Perhaps, he wants to be the king of Sea City and make the others submit to him. I don’t know what is in the mind of the rich.”

“Me neither,” Finley said with a self-mocking smile.

“You may go to the stage. I paid two workers here to escort you to the stage. Remember, withdraw from the elevating platform no matter if you shoot the target or not,” Rory repeated his instruction with a frown.

“Rory, you’ve said that more than ten times.” Finley shook her head helplessly.

“For the sake of Gates, I won’t allow anything bad to happen to you. You haven’t seen him yet.”

“Things will be different even if I see him now.” Finley smiled bitterly.

I was married.

“Come on! Focus on the task first. Let’s go.”

Rory led Finley out of the backstage.

Finley stood on a black and round lifting platform.

The platform rose from the first floor to the auction stage.

The dim yellow light shone on Finley from above.

There came a heated discussion.

Finley, who wore a red tube top dress and a black feather mask, stood on the stage.

The red dress was shining in the light.

The mask made Finley look mysterious.

Her red lips were sexy and charming.

Her fair skin and good shape attracted the men offstage.

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