The hot auction with Lord Chua
Ethan's heavy eyelids reluctantly open, a dull ringing in his head.

His surroundings slowly come into focus as he blinks away the blur.

He finds himself bound to a steel chair, his hands securely tied behind his back.

Sandra and the bar-lady are similarly restrained nearby.

"You're awake. Your little plan isn't quite working out this time," Sandra remarks, disappointment etched on her face.

Ethan nods, realizing that his strategy is failing miserably. They're in an unfamiliar place, far from help.

As the three captors come into view, one of them brandishes a phone, gesturing for the bar-lady to translate.

She relays their message, "They're asking for the phone's password. They say they'll let us go if you give it to them." Ethan scoffs, knowing that revealing the password isn't an option.

They converse again, and the translator relays, "They're giving us a chance before the guns arrive."

Ethan, defiant, responds firmly, "Tell them to go to hell." The woman gazes at him incred
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