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Chapter 429 Underground of the Rose Castle
It was already half past ten in the night when Madeline arrived at the Rose Castle. She asked Jacob to
block the security system from detecting her, so she easily went into the castle. And she entered the
room where Angie previously lived.
Unfortunately, the room was empty; no traces were left behind.
However, there were many prison-like rooms hidden underneath the magnificent castle; she was
puzzled seeing them.
And she straight away thought of Trenton's laboratory in Uranica, where he locked up a lot of people to
test the drugs.
Suddenly, there were people talking outside. She instantly activated her stealth cloak and hid in the
corner of the room.
Fred was the first to enter the room, followed by a dozen workers who were busy moving things into the
room. Some of them got close to where Madeline was, and they assembled a bunk bed.
The bed was weird; it was not considered plainly ugly; it was carved with exquisite patterns. And the
bedding set was branded, and even the bed curtains are made of high-quality tulle. But it was not
considered luxurious either, because it seemed like a bunk bed in a prison room.
This room was not spacious; she did not have much space to move once the bed was installed. She
was forced to stand in another corner, where she stood right under the light.
Fred suddenly looked in her direction; she tensed up, and her heart was throbbing irregularly.
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He stared in her direction for a while, and he said to the bodyguard next to him, "Don't let anyone stay
in that room first."
Madeline glanced down at her feet, and she pondered.
After a few hours, a total of fifteen rooms were equipped with bunk beds. Eight of the beds were
equipped with bed nets, and seven of them were not.
Judging from the design and color of the beds, they were all for girls to live in. Why is Fred planning to
imprison so many women?
Just when she was puzzled, there were huge noises coming from outside. The bodyguards carried
twenty sacks into the space. Fred stepped forward to untie the first sack, revealing a pretty face.
He touched the woman's face and said with a frown, "The quality is not good enough."
"She's from a poor family, so she's considered good growing up in such a family." The man beside Fred
said carefully.
Fred snorted mockingly, "I want pretty women; why are you getting them from poor families?"
The man looked aggrieved at being reprimanded, but he did not talk back. What if something goes
wrong if we kidnap young girls from wealthy families? Who will be responsible for the consequences?
"What is there to be worried about when you're working for Mr. Joseph?" Fred patted the man's
shoulder meaningfully.
The man's facial expression changed upon hearing Fred's words; Fred continued to say, "Why do you
think Mr. Joseph can do whatever he wants in Imperia? There are influential people covering for him,
so you should be bolder."
Madeline was shocked upon hearing his words. Are they trying to do illegal activities but letting Noah
take the blame?
She had known Joseph for several years; she knew that he hated both Noah and her. But did he hate
us to the extent that he lost his mind?
Fred motioned to the bodyguards to put the women into their assigned rooms. Madeline finally
understood why some of the beds came with bed nets and some did not.
Oh my god! The girls assigned to the beds with bed nets are minors!
Madeline was trembling out of anger; she saw the women and girls slowly regain their consciousness.
And Fred brought all the men away.
After a while, a man who looked almost exactly the same walked in. He purposely made himself look
like Noah.
He stood under the brightest lamp; the light was too dazzling, and so the women could not see his face
clearly. Some of them covered their eyes due to the brightness of the light; some of them did not dare
to look at him at all.
After a while, the man warned them fiercely; he threatened them that they would end up badly if they
even tried to escape.
One of the women was daring, so she interrupted him by yelling, ""Let us out! You are illegally
imprisoning us! I'll sue you!"
The man motioned for the bodyguard to open the door to bring that woman out. "Mr. Quincy, she's
here."
The woman carefully glanced at him, and she lowered her head after meeting his murderous gaze.
Madeline snorted coldly; it was so obvious that they were framing Noah. If Noah is behind this, he won't
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The man suddenly grabbed the woman's dress, and he tore it, exposing her underwear underneath.
The woman was crying and begging for mercy, but the man ignored her.
The man was about to rape the woman to exert dominance over the rest of the women. Madeline threw
a steel ball accurately to an acupuncture point on the man.
The man suddenly felt that his body was weak; he could not get into the mood; he was panicking.
"What's going on? Can you do it? We can do it for you!" The other bodyguards started to say obscene
words. But the man knew that he had to do it; if not, he would end up badly.
The woman quickly picked up the torn clothing and covered herself when all of the men were
distracted; she suddenly felt that an insect flew into her ear.
Suddenly, she heard someone talking to her.
"Push the man into the room to your right."
She looked around suspiciously and then got goosebumps all over her body. But seeing the bodyguard
coming her way again, she forcefully pushed him to her right.
The man felt that his leg was hurting, and he fell to the ground. The six-foot-tall man rose into the air as
if something were pulling him. He was struggling and kicking around in midair.
After a while, his face was red and swollen. And his eyeballs bulged out, and a lot of blood oozed from
his neck.
The sight was strange and scary.
All of the men were frightened as they knew what happened in here back then; at least eight women
had died in this room before. Their blood ran cold; they thought this ghost was the one behind this
incident.