It was Zeke!

The police had been hot on Zeke's trail, deploying officers at every bus and train station to apprehend him. Cornered in Mathias, Zeke had resorted to blending in with the crowd.

Two days ago, someone successfully tracked Zeke down and requested his assistance. Zeke agreed to the task and brought the human trafficker here. The mastermind behind the scene intended to transport Sabrina to a secluded spot, strategically preventing Sabrina's return. The plan was to facilitate Zeke's escape from capture after this incident, mirroring events from a decade ago.

Zeke keenly recognized that Sabrina was the one who had unearthed enough evidence to justify reopening the case. Her actions led him directly to this precarious situation.

Resentment consumed Zeke. Had it not been for Sabrina, those misdeeds he had done years ago wouldn't have been laid bare.

Zeke wasted no time traveling here to bring Sabrina to the human trafficker, condemning Sabrina to stay in a remote place where she would be forced to work hard and bear children.

Although Zeke would have relished witnessing Sabrina's desperate struggle when sold to the ruthless human trafficker and suffered, he knew better than to take the risk. After all, the police were after him. He needed to leave Mathias as soon as possible.

If Sabrina were to go missing, the authorities would intensify their efforts to locate her, rendering it impossible for him to remain here.

Consequently, he promptly sold her off to the human trafficker for money. He intended to use the money to facilitate his escape abroad later on.

The stout man retrieved a wad of cash amounting to twenty thousand dollars from his pocket and offered it to Zeke.

“Here you are.”

Zeke snatched the money from the stout man's grasp and questioned, “Is this all?"

"Take it or leave it," the stout man retorted.

"You. Zeke's eyes narrowed with fury, but he suppressed his anger, unwilling to waste any more time. He pocketed the cash and turned to Sabrina while addressing the stout man, his voice laced with malice, "Remember our agreement. Sell her to the remote areas and ensure she never returns!"

“Of course."

As Zeke turned his back, the stout man spat on the ground. He didn't need Zeke to caution him about that. What if Sabrina managed to escape after being sold to a nearby location?

The stout man's gaze lingered on Sabrina. There was a trace of appreciation and lust in his eyes.

Having been in this line of work for many years, he had planned to call it quits after this deal due to the mounting risk of being apprehended.

Sabrina's beauty had surprised him. He believed she could fetch a high price, guaranteeing a substantial profit.

In the past, whenever he acquired new victims, he always had his way with them first.