Chapter 572 A Bad Deal

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    The man continued, “He’s probably tangled up with my men right about now,” the man said, tapping bhis /blong fingers lightly. “Then again, he might already be dead. It’s been this long, and he still hasn’t shown bup/bb. /bChances are, he died out there.”

    That offhand remark made Jean’s heart sink like a stone. iSo /iiCarl /iiwas /iioutside /ithe estate? iThis /iman must haveid ia /ideadly trap ifor /iihim/i. iCarl’s /iiodds /iididn’t /iilook /iigood/ii… /i

    And the Ginger family inside the estate wasn’t much better off–no different from fish on a chopping block.

    At this moment, she was the only one who could still move freely.

    Jean couldn’t help but lift her hand and nce at her slender fingers. iStill /itoo iweak/ii. /iIn ifront /iof this iman/ii, /iI bican’t /i/beven protect myselfi, /iilet /iialone /iianyone /iielse/ii. /i

    After a moment of silence, she reached into her pocket-

    Only to find itpletely empty. Her brows knit instinctively.

    “Looking for this?”

    The man’s low, ominous voice rang out suddenly, like a ghost whispering in the dark.

    Jean looked up at him and saw his hand raised-

    Those pale, elegant fingers held a gleaming metal badge.

    The Abyssal Choir badge–he had taken it.

    A wave of frustration rolled through Jean, though her face remainedposed and unreadable.

    She had been hoping to call on the Abyssal Choir for help, but she wasn’t even sure they’de to her aid.

    The only one who would help her without question was Ludwig.

    But this ce was a minefield, and the man before her was aplete mystery. If Ludwig got dragged into this–and didn’t make it out–then she’d be the one to me…

    Still, now that the badge was in the man’s hands, there was no point agonizing over whether or not to use it.

    “Jean, stop overthinking and just go!”

    Samuel’s voice rang out just then.

    The rest of the Ginger family quickly followed suit.

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    Easton added, “He’s right. Go, now. We made a deal with him. The cost was letting you go.”

    Jean’s hesitation hadn’t gone unnoticed by them. iThis /iikid’s /iistill /iitrying /iito figure /iiout /iihow /ito isave /iius/i? iWhat /iikind /ibiof /i/bjoke is ithat/ii? /i

    Their only wish was for her to get out safely…

    She had to leaveb, /bonly then could they have any peace of mind.

    bTue/b, 12 Aug

    MIZAU

    Chapter b572 /bA Bad Deal

    The man nodded in agreement. “Exactly.”

    “They stepped into that cage willingly. Their only condition was your safety–that byou’d /bbe allowed bto /bbwalk /b

    out of here.”

    Jean’s eyes burned as emotion welled up behind them, and her chest tightened with a painful bswell/bb. /b

    All these people, trading themselves for her… iThat’s /iinot /ia fair ideal/i.

    And it yed right into the man’s hands.

    His target was the entire Ginger family.

    She was just bait.

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    As long as she could lure in the rest of the Ginger family and get them all captured, all wiped out, bthen /bbtheir /bwhole bloodline would vanish.

    And she was just a meaningless pawn in the family.

    Whether she walked free or ended up dead, it made no difference to him. It wouldn’t change his n.

    Even if he let her go now, once he dealt with the people in the cage, he might turn around and hunt bher /bdown too.

    Even if she made it out, she’d only be safe for a moment. Meanwhile, her mother and brother, trapped in

    here…

    They’d be at this man’s mercy.

    “You can go now,” the man said suddenly, rising from his seat. The darkness in his eyes surged and twisted. “I made them a promise–and I intend to keep it.”