Phelixes opened his eyes, only to witness a stomach-turning scene unfold before him.
He frowned deeply, his brows practically fused together, and remained that way until Serena's anguished screams finally died down.
Serena, pale and trembling, kicked the man away and hurriedly dressed, her whole body quaking. She didn't dare glance toward the corner where Phelixes sat.
With a shaking hand, she tossed a stack of cash onto the bed.
"This time, I'm taking two!" she declared, her voice laced with suppressed fury.
The disheveled man, Jerome, picked up the money and barely glanced at it before tossing it aside. Leisurely, he lit a cigarette.
"This time, I'm raising the price by fifty percent," he said casually. "You can take one child. If you want two, you'll either need to pay the difference—or cut one of them in half and take one of the two pieces."
