Sweet Subterfuge

Lana was, after all a young lady who had been spoiled. She was very well-loved as a child and was quite coddled. She was not
as mature and cun ning as some other girls her age-an y cunn ingness she may have had in this life was all spent on Larissa.
To her. Migeila was just a lousy aunt who constantly tailed after Xavier in a subservient manner, hoping for a bite of his wealth.
As this lousy aunt of hers had gained a great deal of benefits from her own family, it was time for her to pay back what she was
given. Therefore, she did not suspect Migeila at all when she left with her, and things were developing the way she expected
them to.
She checked into a high-end hotel and got a bunch of pretty clothes, including expensive cosmetics. Her life was now like this-
sleeping after eating, then waking up to repeat the process. Quile the wonderful perfect life Indeed.
However, this only lasted for three days. After that, she officially stepped into hell.
she Kevan would receive email reports about Lana’s recent developments every night. For the first three days after leaving with
Mig eila.s did not go anywhere and remained in her hotel room. The only person who entered her room was Migella and the
waiter who delivered the food.
Kevan almost thought that Migeila really cared about her niece, and wanted to take responsibility for her brother’s daughter by
supporting her. Three days later though, the content of the emails he received changed.
Lana finally left her room, following Migeila to an extremely private club that ran on a members-only system. Kevan had been to
this club a few times to talk business, and the club owner had once come over to their private room to toast him before trading
contact numbers with him.
Kevan only needed to call the owner to get him to agree to let Kevan’s people in.
Kevan saw Lana’s life through pictures. Every night, she would be taken to that club to play hostess to one client, sometimes
two. Those clients had a high standing in the business realm, but most of these kinds of people were older men. Some of them
were even overweight and creepy.
Although Migella had dressed Lana up glamorously, no amount of expensive cosmetics could cover up her bad complexion over
time. Her cheeks were sunken in, and her eyes dead, looking very much like a soulless zombie.
Just a week before Kevan’s flight to Aldovia, he received word that Migeila had taken Lana to a small, private clinic. That clinic
probably had some ties to Migella, because whenever her “models” got sick, they went to that clinic to get checked.

As for what kind of checking it was mostly unmentionable.
Kevan did not care about Lana’s bodily health though. People in this line of work usually contracted some form of disease-to the
extent of contracting AIDS, at worst. Lana’s health had already been ruined by Cody when she was still with him a long time ago.
Kevan had no doubt that she would die miserably.
The most important thing was, he just so happened to be busy adding fuel to the fire to get his two uncles into jail at that time. In
the picture of Lana sent by his subordinate, he keenly noticed a partially blurred face in the comer of it-It was Uncle Bernard’s
face.
Kevan was most definitely surprised at Bernard’s appearance at such a place. He gave extra attention to this, sending another
team of people to watch Bernard, which led to him finding out about the disgusting things his two uncles were up to.
Kevan did not poke the homet’s nest. Instead, he used this lead to dig out a company that specialized in exploiting minors.