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While digging through Michael’s private backup files on the Lucent Trade Corp servers, she stumbled across a hidden log labeled "Sectors - A, B, C, D, E." It felt like a punch to the gut, like she had uncovered something really sinister.

Inside the log, there were neatly organized digital dossiers listing over 200 girls, each categorized by creepy traits that hinted at what might happen to them. The whole thing was unsettling and made her even more determined to figure out what was really going on.

She opened each log one by one, looking through what was inside the labeled entries, feeling more uneasy with every read.

Sector A: "Foreign bloodlines, virgin confirmed, VIP only." This group seemed to be on the lookout for girls from wealthy families or those with interesting backgrounds, probably aiming to impress clients who were after something a little more special. They clearly had a knack for picking out candidates who brought not just money, but also that unique vibe that made them stand out. Each girl was carefully selected, ensuring that only the best were chosen for those seeking an experience that was anything but ordinary.

Sector B: "Broken homes, no families around to care for them." These girls are clearly in a tough spot, probably coming from unstable backgrounds. They seem to be headed straight for whatever awful experiments are waiting for them, like they’re marked for something really horrific. It’s heartbreaking to see their scared expressions, showing just how abandoned and lost they truly feel.

Sector C: "Social media influencers have been picked to stir up scandals that can be used for someone else’s gain. These girls were chosen mainly because of their huge followings, and it seems like they’re being set up to get caught up in public dramas. This whole setup probably has a hidden agenda behind it, whether it’s to get more eyes on a brand, sway public opinion, or distract from something else going on."

Sector D: The phrase "High obedience. Permanent companions." gave her a real chill. It suggested these girls were trained to be super submissive, likely designed to be emotional or physical companions for someone forever. The idea of them living like that, essentially giving up their freedom and individuality, felt really messed up and raised a ton of questions about how wrong it was to treat people this way.

Sector E: "Unstable. Sell fast. Disposal eligible." Those words hit her like a punch to the gut. The mention of "disposal" really got to her; these girls were treated like they didn’t matter, just disposable objects to be tossed aside when they were no longer needed. It dawned on her that once they served their purpose, they could be thrown away or even eliminated, as if their lives held no value at all. That thought weighed heavily on her, igniting a mix of anger and sadness inside her.

Just thinking about "disposal" made her stomach turn. It was clear they had a cold, systematic way of ruining lives, treating people like they were nothing more than products.

What struck her the most was that Selina’s signature was on every report. She wasn’t just going along with it; she was running the show, managing the fates of these girls as if they were nothing more than items on a corporate spreadsheet. The realization of Selina’s true nature shattered any doubts Lunel had about her character, revealing her as a puppet master in this horrifying game.

She got lost in her research, uncovering tons of old footage that kept surprising her.

While digging through public records and archive files to find out more about Michael’s family, trying to piece together the story behind his surgeries and fake deaths, she stumbled upon a file that really caught her eye. It was an old document labeled "Missing Report - Rafael Darien Arthur," from about 28 years ago, and she recognized the last name instantly; it had to be Michael’s biological father. A smile appeared on her face; finally, she had found something significant about his past.

Opening the file, she read that Rafael had mysteriously disappeared 28 years ago. What stood out to her was that the last missing person report was filed by someone named Lucas Vargas. She thought, "Hold on, isn’t that the same last name as Selina’s, Selina Vargas?" This made her curious about their connection: "What were they to each other?"

Eager to know more, she started looking into Selina’s family. She found therapy logs showing that Selina began attending sessions when she was just 5 years old. The therapist diagnosed her with dissociation, pointing back to something called "traumatic betrayal," suggesting she carried some serious emotional scars from her childhood. One shocking detail in her report revealed that Selina had faced abuse and sexual assault. She took a deep breath and kept scrolling through the documents. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Then, she found another file labeled "Sofia Vargas Death Certificate," which matched the timeline of Michael’s father’s disappearance. The forensic report was grim, stating her death was due to abuse, stress, and depression. She paused for a moment to process this heavy information before continuing her search.

As she kept digging, she found yet another file that caught her attention: "Olivia Darien Arthur Death Report." She was stunned as she read the details. The report indicated "severe internal trauma, consistent with assault," and mentioned that Lucas Vargas had been seen entering their home last.

Everything felt like more than just coincidental; it was all connected in a way that couldn’t be ignored. Selina’s reports, her mother’s death, Michael’s mother’s death, and his father’s disappearance all linked back to the same troubling year. It was clearly more complicated than just one crime; it seemed to involve a lot of psychological manipulation, leaving both Michael and Selina deeply affected by their pasts.

She took a deep breath and opened a soft board, and aligned all the dates of,

Rafael’s disappearance

Selina’s first therapy session

A sealed police report

A medical autopsy on a woman

She was still trying to process what she had just read when she came across an old, corrupted file with four layers of encryption, an archive that felt like it might have something interesting hidden inside. Something told her it was worth a look.

After fiddling with some coding for a while, she finally cracked the encryption. A mix of excitement and nerves bubbled up as she opened the file, revealing a video tucked away inside.

The video flickered to life, appearing grainy and fuzzy, like an old piece of footage from way back when. She leaned in, intrigued, ready to see what secrets it might reveal.