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Nina pursed her lips and raised her voice, "Yes. Can you?"

Mr. Joker didn't forget Micah's instructions and nodded, "Tell me, who are you looking for?"

Nina replied, "One is a woman named Scarlett, and the other is a man named Scott. Can you help me find them?"

She knew it would be ideal if she could personally search for them, but she also understood that the black card in her possession did not grant her that level of access. She wasn't sure about Mrs. Quintana's attitude, but it seemed more likely that Mr. Joker might help.

"Alright. Go back and wait. I'll inform you if there's any news."

"Thank you."

Nina expressed her gratitude. Despite Mr. Joker's role and allegiance, she was currently relying on his assistance.

Mr. Joker was taken aback. In his time here, he had never received a genuine thank you. Most people cursed him daily. But Nina's gratitude seemed sincere.

Just then, a respectful male voice interrupted, "Mr. Joker. A new batch of slaves has just arrived. Do you want to select from them now?"

Mr. Joker nodded, "Yes. I'll take a look."

Within two minutes, the new slaves were lined up in front of Mr. Joker. This batch was in poor condition. They were too thin and with unremarkable features.

However, Mr. Joker noticed a slave in the last row. The slave was tall, about six foot three. Although his features were quite ordinary, he stood out as he appeared unusually composed. "What's your name?" Mr. Joker's voice cut through the air.

The male slave responded hoarsely, "My name is Ash."

"Send the others to sector B and take Ash to sector A," Mr. Joker ordered. Ash was immediately escorted away, observing his surroundings the entire time.

Nina returned to the women's slave area. She was indeed given special treatment, including a private room, However, she protested, "Bring the girl I was treating over here, or won't accept any of these

arrangements."

This wasn't special treatment. It was isolation. Nina needed information and couldn't do without someone close by.

Her request couldn't be ignored, especially given Mrs. Quintana's specific instructions. Soon, the girl was brought over.

Upon seeing Nina, her eyes lit up, "You have a black card!"

Nina noted the girl's reaction and asked, "What do you know about the black card? What does it mean?"

The black card did grant her privileges, but Nina sensed the girl knew more.

The girl explained, "That black card

is a symbol of status. Those who can come and go freely here alt have one. You're a kind person. Please take me out of here." Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

She dropped to her knees, her eyes filled with desperation and urgency.

With that black card, no one would dare stop them. If she could just escape this hell, even for a day she would take it. She had been tortured so much till she was terrified!

The girl's desire to live became incredibly intense at that moment. She was only fifteen years old, a normal age to want to survive.

The Pharaoh who created this place wasn't human.

He was a demon!