Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1608

One person gasped, "He actually went in? Is he out of his damn mind?"

Another whispered, "Everyone knows the Ackermann brothers—Abel's the calculating one, cold and ruthless. But his little brother Horatio? He's just a brainless brute, a wild animal in human skin. Anyone who crosses him ends up screwed."

"This guy looked smart too… Why the hell would he willingly step into a death trap?"

At that moment, everyone else who had come to Ackermann Pharmaceutical to demand their money stood frozen in disbelief.

A few with darker hearts chuckled to themselves, quietly waiting for Andrew's corpse to be dragged out.

…

The moment Andrew stepped inside, his brows knitted tightly together. A heavy stench of sweat and something even fouler—like rotten flowers and body fluids—hit him square in the face.

So-called "office" or not, Horatio's room looked nothing like a workplace.

At the center sat a giant waterbed with tacky red curtains hanging low around it. In front of the bed lay scattered fried chicken, takeaway boxes, and various junk food remnants eaten carelessly all over the floor.

On the waterbed, two naked women were sleeping while embracing a massive fat man. Both women were bruised all over, their bodies marked with injuries that made it clear they had not been there by choice.

When they saw Andrew, pure terror flashed across their faces, and they immediately began trembling.

Andrew stepped forward, pulled the curtain aside, and said calmly, "Get up. Get dressed. You can leave."

The two women were fairly attractive and rather young. Upon hearing this, they both shook their heads in unison, tears streaming from their eyes.

Andrew's voice remained indifferent. "Don't worry, no one will bother you."

One girl with trendy green hair mumbled through tears, "You have no idea how vicious the Ackermann brothers are. If we try to run, we won't live to see tomorrow."

The other girl murmured bitterly, "You should go too. Once Mr. Horatio wakes up and sees you in here, he'll kill you on the spot."

Andrew's frown deepened. "So you didn't come here willingly? You were forced? Why didn't you go to the police?"

The green-haired girl gave a hollow laugh. "And what would that change? Abel controls hundreds of women just like us. Those who reported or tried to run? They're already dead."

Suddenly, the fat man on the bed rolled over, his belly large enough to suffocate a grown man. He let out a thunderous snore.

The two women turned pale and froze, no longer daring to say a single word.

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