Chapter 314 Deepest Secret
Chapter 314 Deepest Secret
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A slice of ham, a piece of stale bread, or even half a spoiled bun could all count as “rewards.”
That was the system. No matter how stubborn someone was when they entered the Angelic Etiquette Academy, sooner or later, they would be broken. They’d become obedient, nothing more than property that the Academy could use however it wanted.
At first, the Academy turned them into tools to satisfy the twisted cravings of the wealthy.
If they were lucky, they died early–beaten, tortured, used up. Then their bodies were chopped apart and sold piece by piece, their organs fetching good money.
If they were unlucky, they lived long enough to meet a client whose organs matched theirs. Then they were taken away alive and harvested.
Others survived a little longer. Once they were completely broken, the Academy sent them back–either to their families or into society.
hey became spies, weapons, or blades hidden in the dark, controlled by the Academy’s hand.
Tracy had lived in that hell for two–years.
At first, she wasn’t chosen as one of the “stray dogs.”
After all, Franklin had never abandoned her, and the Jackmans had no idea the place they’d sent her into was pure hell.
But during her first “guest service,” she fought back and injured the client. That was when Yvonne barged in and saved her.
By then, the ones labeled as stray dogs had already banded together, planning to fight back against the Academy.
Tracy was new, so they made her their representative.
They protected her with everything they had, shielding her from the Academy’s cruelty. They gathered dirt–proof that could threaten the Academy–and handed it to her. Then they made. sure she was the one who escaped.
As long as she got out, the Academy would scramble to bury the news. And that silence alone would show the other “students” that it was possible to resist.
Tracy’s voice shook, heavy with emotion. “After I left the Academy, I didn’t care about anything. I just wanted to live. To carry out their last wish for me. To honor what they gave
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But she had never expected things to turn out the way they did. She had never imagined the client who had haunted her nightmares would seek her out again.
And worse–it was Preston.
Ronald had guessed the Academy was bad, but he had never imagined it was this dark.
He couldn’t picture what it took for Tracy to survive those two years. Or how she could now talk about it so calmly.
His hand trembled as he held hers. “CeeCee… I swear, I’ll destroy the Angelic Etiquette Academy myself.”
Tracy lifted her head to look at him. No tears ran down her cheeks, but her eyes were red.
“The Academy has ties everywhere. Their business stretches across the whole country. Do you even understand how impossible it is to destroy them?”
“I know.” Ronald’s voice was calm but unshakable. “But I’ll still do it. Even if it costs me my life.”
Something stabbed at Tracy’s heart.
She had been holding everything in for so long–pain, strength, silence. But in that moment, it all collapsed. She threw herself into Ronald’s arms and sobbed, the kind of crying that tore through the chest like claws.
Ronald could only hold her, rubbing her back and whispering comfort again and again.
Time slipped away before her sobbing finally stopped.
Her eyes were bloodshot, her voice hoarse. She looked up at Ronald and whispered, “Derek was a hacker genius. He put everything we gathered against the Academy onto a single chip. That’s what they’ve been hunting for all these years.”
Tracy knew she wasn’t strong. Her survival was a miracle–a miracle paid for by the lives of the other nine.
She had never planned to take revenge. She only wanted to live, to carry out their final wish.
But now she had changed her mind.
Under Ronald’s gaze, Tracy picked up the small fruit knife from the nightstand. Without hesitation, she slashed open the fabric of her pants, revealing thighs covered in scars.
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