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Chapter 3 - Chapter 3: Sold (3)

Chapter 3: Sold (3)

"Ah!" Startled, she shrank back and bolted upright, the blanket slipping off her body—revealing that she was completely naked!

How could this be?

Her mind exploded in panic. She had never slept without clothes before.

What… exactly happened?

She glanced down at herself and saw the marks scattered across her body—faint bite marks and, on the pristine white sheets, a crimson stain symbolizing lost innocence.

Her thoughts spiraled downward. Her gaze lifted to the floor, where a small, torn nightgown lay in tatters.

Nakedness, bloodstains, pain, bite marks…

What did this all mean?

Her mind roared as she pieced it together. Realizing what had happened, she clutched her head and let out a sharp scream.

"Ahhh—!"

The door was pushed open abruptly from the outside, revealing a middle-aged woman with a cold expression. She frowned, unamused, and cast a casual glance at the woman on the bed, her face showing no surprise.

The woman tossed a set of clothes onto the floor at Jiang Sophia's feet and barked, "Put these on!"

Panicking, Jiang Sophia quickly wrapped the blanket around her exposed body.

She didn't look at the clothes but stared at the cold-faced woman before her, her trembling lips barely managing to form words.

"W-where… is this?"

The woman, clearly uninterested in answering, glared at her impatiently. Her tone turned even icier.

"You have five minutes to get yourself together. Hurry up!"

With that, she turned on her heel and slammed the door shut.

Jiang Sophia bit her lip, sliding painfully off the bed. She struggled to put on the clothes, her eyes reddening with tears as she opened the door.

The middle-aged woman was waiting outside, standing stiffly like a soldier—clearly well-trained.

Without so much as a glance at Jiang Sophia, she grabbed a black blindfold and tied it over her eyes.

Jiang Sophia struggled instinctively, reaching up to tear it off, but her hands were immediately restrained.

"Let me go!" she shouted, her voice tinged with desperation. "What are you doing? Let me go, or I'll call the police!"

The only response was a cold, mocking snort.

She was shoved forward, stumbling blindly as she tried to regain her footing.

Then she heard the woman's commanding voice.

"Take her to the Yiquan Villa!"

Yiquan Villa? What was that? Why were they taking her there?

Questions raced through her mind as her arms were twisted behind her back and pinned against her waist.

Judging by the strength of the grip, it was clearly a man restraining her.

Jiang Sophia struggled furiously, twisting her body in an attempt to break free.

"Let me go! This is kidnapping! I'll report you to the police!"

Her cries fell on deaf ears. The strangers, cold and unfeeling, ignored her completely.

Something soft and damp was shoved into her mouth, muffling her protests entirely.

She heard the middle-aged woman's voice again, this time laced with ridicule and disdain.

"Ungrateful girl. Do you think calling the police will get you more money? Ridiculous!"

No! She didn't want money. She wanted freedom. She just wanted to understand what had happened to her!

Before she could process her thoughts, they had dragged her downstairs and shoved her into a car.

The vehicle began moving, carrying her toward an unknown destination.

Blinded by the black cloth over her eyes, Jiang Sophia sat trembling in the darkness, fear creeping into every corner of her mind.

Why was this happening to her?

Just yesterday, she had received an offer letter from Jiangdong First People's Hospital, ready to start her position as an assistant doctor.

She was supposed to report there today!

Her chest tightened with panic. She groaned into the gag, her muffled cries expressing her frustration and despair.

No, no, no!

Her face turned pale, cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

It felt like she had fallen from heaven straight into hell, with no idea what lay ahead.

What on earth had happened?

Why was her memory so blank, as if she had suddenly forgotten everything about the previous day?

The previous day…

Her last memory was celebrating with her father over dinner.