Chapter 155: Slave Trader
As soon as Leon stepped inside the slave trading firm, a sweet, intoxicating scent filled his senses.
"Welcome, sir," a soft voice greeted him.
A young, strikingly attractive girl approached with a smile, her short red dress clinging tightly to her curves.
"Hi," Leon replied casually, returning the smile as his eyes swept over her.
"Are you here to buy a slave, sir? Or sell one?" she asked, her gaze drifting briefly to Fruela.
Fruela's expression turned cold instantly, shooting the girl a hateful glare.
"I'm here to buy," Leon said, still smiling. "And not just any slave—I want the most expensive ones you've got. Females, of course."
"O-Oh... Th-that—" she stammered, but before she could finish, a voice rang out behind her.
"Jennifer... I think I'll take it from here. Why don't you go and deal with other customers ?" said a man descending the staircase.
He looked to be in his forties, sharply dressed in a crimson suit. In his hand, he carried a sleek cane with a wolf's head carved into its handle.
"Y-Yes, Sir." Jennifer spoke as she immediately walked away.