Despised: Soon-To-Be-A-Billionaire's Dark Revenge

Chapter 52 FINDING HELP

I crossed the expressway and entered the tomato market with my cheek still numb as if a Dentist just finished a tooth extraction on me. I walked through the market, avoiding the potholes filled with muddy water and the people entering and leaving the market even at this time of the night. I reached the tomato truck garage, where the trucks transporting vegetables from the Northern part of the country park. The ground here was muddier, and the smell of rotten tomatoes and cabbages filled the air. I stopped in the middle of the park, looking around, trying to decide who to meet and ask my questions. My eyes eventually rested on the three men sitting on a bench, conversing in Hausa.

I took a deep breath and walked toward them, sidestepping the muddy patches on the ground. I reached the men and by this time my shoes were heavier, and their color had turned to brown. I hid my mutilated hand by the side of my leg.

'Good evening,' I said in Hausa.

'Good evening,' two of them replied in uniso