When the Flame of Love Fades (Sierra) novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176 Hats Off to Hideouts

Would Kazon believe me? Sierra pondered.

Before she could come up with a plan, Kason had already stopped walking.

“We need to go through security, I’ll go first!”

Kason said as he tossed both his and Sierra’s phones aside, then walked through without any reaction.

Sierra, “Come on, it’s your turn!”

Then, he came back to help S

Sierra didn’t even know how she managed to walk through; she just let Kason support her, her heart nearly leaping out of her chest.

As she stepped forward, she had already figured out how to handle the situation. Yet, the expected shrill alarm didn’t sound. She waited a moment, heard the sound of a door opening, and then was led inside.

Soon after, Kason’s voice rang out, “Alright, you can take off your hat now.”

As he said this. Kison reached out to remove Sierra’s hat, but Sierra was quicker and took it off herself.

The room was brightly lit. Sierra glanced around; it was stark white but had a hint of disinfectant, similar to a laboratory.

She observed her surroundings without showing any emotion, wondering why her earrings hadn’t been detected.

She resisted the urge to touch her earrings and looked around, asking, “What is this place?”

Kason smiled and replied. “My secret base! You’re the first outsider to come here. Come on, I’ll show you around!”

As he spoke, he reached for Sierra’s hand, but she dodged it and casually slipped her hands into her coat pockets, lifting her chin, “Lead the way.”

Indeed, her guess was correct. She had suspected Kason was involved in illegal drug research.

She had never been here, but she had seen it countless times in videos.

Kason had no intention of hiding anything. Various instruments of torture and other equipment were displayed openly, as if afraid others wouldn’t know his preferences. There was also a large, exaggerated bed covered with shackles and various devices.

Sierra’s gaze fell on the bed where Daphne had died; she still remembered her reaching out toward it.

Seeing her staring intently at the bed, Kason couldn’t help but lean in and say, “Interested? If you like, I can get a different bed, any kind you want to play with. Let’s not use this one; it’s too dirty for you.”

Sierra suppressed the anger in her heart and then looked at Kason. “No need to change it. I’m not interested. Of course, if you’re willing to let those be used on you, I might be interested.

Kason was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter, “Guess not!”

He enjoyed tormenting others, but he didn’t like being tormented himself. Sierra didn’t sit down; every corner of the place was filled with blood, filth, and unspeakability.

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