Chapter 258

The young woman before Giselle looked so young and delicate. Her skin was pale, her body frail and thin as paper, and her face strikingly beautiful. However, her face was frozen in fear, her whole body trembling. "Are you from Valanthea?" Giselle asked quietly, staring at the young woman as she prepared the injection. "I am." The young woman was astounded the moment she heard her native language. Her eyes widened in surprise when she realized Giselle was also Valantian. Yet, the latter was sitting here, working for the traffickers, injecting them with whatever drug it was. Giselle fell silent, but her movements noticeably slowed down. When the handler who had been watching her work stepped out to use the restroom, she quietly swapped the drug for a simple glucose solution before injecting it into the young woman's vein. Since she had been in charge of this task for several days now, Orin's men no longer hovered as closely as before. So, she could easily get away with little tri