My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Who Is This Red Suited Man?
Xavier quickly went back to the lounge where the trade would commence soon. All the men he saw in the room raping those girls have already gathered back after finishing their business.

He saw Dominique mingling with a few of his fellow pigs and Xavier couldn’t help but feel disgusted.

After a few minutes passed from waiting, the trade finally started.

The lights went off and the spotlight landed on the stage, grabbing everyone’s attention towards it.

A man wearing a gray suit came out with a microphone in his hand, it was the man Xavier had just seen earlier with the red one in that room.

A woman was behind him. She was dressed skimpy which had the men around drool at her exposed skin. She had a bright smile on her lips as she followed behind the gray-suited man.

Xavier’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

‘Who is this woman?’ He wondered.

“Evening everyone, it’s a pleasure everyone was able to make it to Joltha for this beautiful event,” the lady said, and immediately, the hungry men started barking like dogs.

Xavier couldn’t wait to treat them as dogs they were.

“I will be your host for tonight’s trade and very soon, we will welcome the beautiful ladies who will be gracing the stage with their wonderful presence,” she added.

Xavier frowned again, recalling Dominique saying that the host was a male. He glanced at Dominique and found the man salivating at the host. He wasn’t going to ask him any questions.

Xavier couldn’t help but wonder what status the one wearing a gray suit posed at the event. His eyes narrowed at him before they scanned around to see if he would see the one wearing the red suit, but his search was to no avail.

‘Dammit!’ He cursed.

Not long after, the girls started walking towards the stage, wearing only panties and bras. They tried to hide their faces but the female host immediately warned them with a glare before pulling a smile on her lips when she faced the audience.

There were a total of 14 girls up for trade tonight and Xavier was ready to buy them all. He wouldn’t let a single one land in the hands of one of those greedy pigs.

“As you all know, I always pick the best girls from my organization to bring to you for sale. I never disappoint,” said the one wearing a gray suit.

Xavier stared at him for a second before finally understanding what was happening.

It turned out his guess was right, the one wearing the red suit from earlier was the owner of the human trafficking organization and the gray suit one was only posing to be him to save his ass from X since they already presumed that X would be at the trade.

A faint smirk pulled on Xavier’s lips.

He wanted to quickly leave the lounge and go search for the red one since he had found his target, but the girls….

He gritted his teeth before tapping on his ear casually.

‘Attack in the next 15 minutes, don’t wait for my signal after 15 minutes,’ he whispered.

“Got it,” said Maxwell. Xavier heard the cocking of a gun before the connection went off.

“May I introduce to you, Samantha? She’s a seventeen-year-old high school girl….” The host introduced the first girl. She looked so shaken up by what had happened to her that when the host touched her to bring her forward so that the men would see her properly, she immediately jolted in fear.

The men banged on their tables like impatient hungry animals as they screamed in anticipation.

Xavier knew he wanted to fit in but he couldn’t find himself acting in such a way.

“The bid will start from two hundred thousand dollars,” the host announced.

Immediately, a “two hundred and fifty thousand dollars,” could be heard from the crowd.

“Three hundred thousand dollars…”

The price continued to go up while the girl who was about to be sold teared up, already accepting her fate.

“Five hundred thousand going once…. twice….” The female host counted.

“One million,” they heard someone say which had them turn their head towards the source of the sound.

“Going once, twice, and sold to…” the female host drawled.

“Lucian Garcia,” said Xavier.

The men stared at Xavier, from his expensive wristwatch, they could see he was rich. But they couldn’t afford to spend a whole million dollars on someone they would only be using as a sexual slave.

The next trade started and Xavier made sure he bought the next girl.

When the fifth trade started, everyone was already glaring at Xavier. He wouldn’t let them have a chance to even buy a girl for themselves.

Until the fourteenth girl, someone stood up and protested, “This isn’t fair. Why does he have to buy all the girls?”

“Maybe you should up your game by pricing higher,” the gray-suited man suggested. He was interested to know who this Lucian was. He quickly sent a text to the red-suited man who was yet to come to the lounge.

“The bid starts at four hundred thousand dollars,” said the female host.

“Seven hundred thousand dollars,” said the man who had protested a moment ago. He was hellbent on getting a girl for himself.

They waited to see if Xavier would bid any higher but he didn’t.

“Going once…twice….”

“1.5 million dollars,” said Xavier.

The man who protested clenched his fist. Xavier would always bid much higher, leaving a huge gap that would discourage them from bidding any higher.

“And sold to Lucian Garcia,” the female host announced.

Xavier was about to write down a check when a figure caught his attention. He looked up to find the man wearing the red suit from earlier sitting down with his legs crossed.

He had gotten a text earlier, saying only one person had bought all the girls he had brought to the trade.

His eyes scanned around the area before it landed on someone familiar.

When Xavier made eye contact with the red-suited guy, he heard an explosion.