The hyper-sterile, heavily fortified underground laboratory of the Jiang Pharmaceutical Empire was a chilling monument to unchecked capitalist cruelty.Strapped violently to a slanted steel experimentation table was Bai Luo. She was the legally wedded wife of CEO Jiang Ye. Her wrists and ankles were bound by thick titanium cuffs. Standing directly over her was a corrupted lead toxicologist, holding a massive, pneumatic syringe filled with a violently bubbling, neon-green experimental serum.Standing safely behind a reinforced glass observation wall, holding a crystal glass of imported champagne, was CEO Jiang Ye. Nestled against his chest, wearing a designer silk gown and feigning a tragically frail cough, was his manipulative childhood sweetheart, Su Rou."Jiang Ye, please! Don't do this!" Bai Luo screamed, straining against the heavy metal cuffs, her eyes fixed in absolute terror on the bubbling syringe. "I'm allergic to heavy metal compounds! This serum will cause my internal organ

The soundproof, underground surgical facility of the Ye Entertainment Empire was a chilling chamber designed to murder talent and silence truth.Strapped immovably to a cold, slanted operating table was Lin Yin. She was the legally wedded wife of CEO Ye Han, and universally recognized as a once-in-a-century vocal prodigy. Hovering directly above her delicate throat was a heavily bribed surgeon holding a terrifyingly thick syringe filled with a corrosive, vocal-cord-destroying acid.Standing behind the safety glass, his eyes completely devoid of human empathy, was CEO Ye Han. Nestled against his arm was Bai Sissy, his manipulative white moonlight, who harbored dreams of becoming a global pop idol despite possessing the singing voice of a dying crow."Ye Han, please!" Lin Yin screamed, her beautiful, melodic voice breaking with absolute terror. "Music is my life! Don't take my voice! I will leave the entertainment industry! Just let me speak!""Shut up, your voice is annoying me," Ye Ha

The ultra-exclusive, heavily guarded VIP ophthalmology bunker of the Mo Financial Syndicate was a terrifying room composed entirely of sterile white tiles and blinding surgical lights.Strapped violently to a titanium surgical chair, her head locked firmly into a metal halo brace to prevent her from moving a single millimeter, was Su Xia. She was the legally wedded wife of CEO Mo Ting. Her beautiful, terrified eyes were held wide open by cold steel surgical speculums. Hovering directly above her was a corrupted ophthalmic surgeon, holding a terrifyingly precise, humming laser-scalpel.Standing in the shadows of the observation deck, radiating psychopathic, cold-blooded tyranny, was CEO Mo Ting. Beside him, wearing oversized, dark designer sunglasses and clutching a diamond-encrusted walking cane, was his manipulative 'White Moonlight', Lin Sissy, who was putting on a pathetic performance of tragic blindness."Mo Ting, I beg of you! Please don't take my eyes!" Su Xia screamed, tears sp

The soundproof interrogation basement of the Gu Financial Syndicate was a cold, brutalist nightmare designed to crush both human bone and human spirit.Forced to her knees on the freezing concrete floor was Dr. Shen Zhi. She was the legally wedded wife of CEO Gu Yan, and internationally revered as the most brilliant neurosurgeon of her generation. Her incredibly steady, life-saving hands were currently shackled flat onto a heavy steel anvil.Hovering directly above her delicate, priceless fingers was a massive, heavily muscled corporate enforcer wielding a ten-pound industrial sledgehammer.Standing in the shadows, radiating psychopathic, unthinking rage, was CEO Gu Yan. Beside him, wrapped in a luxurious fur coat and cradling a perfectly bandaged wrist, was his manipulative 'White Moonlight', Bai Sissy."Gu Yan, please! I have a complex pediatric brain surgery scheduled for tomorrow! These hands save lives!" Dr. Shen Zhi pleaded, her voice trembling as she stared in absolute terror a

The torrential downpour battered the cold, unforgiving concrete of the Imperial City Central Plaza. The streets were lined with hundreds of cruel, whispering bystanders holding up their smartphones to record a scene of absolute, sickening human degradation.Crawling on her bleeding hands and knees through the freezing puddles was Xia Xing. She was the legally wedded wife of the billionaire CEO Chu Feng. Locked tightly around her bruised neck was a heavy, spiked leather canine collar attached to a thick steel chain.Holding the other end of the chain from the open window of a custom, heated Rolls-Royce Phantom rolling slowly alongside her, was CEO Chu Feng. Sitting comfortably next to him, sipping warm champagne and feigning a tragically itchy rash on her arm, was his manipulative 'White Moonlight', Lin Wan'er."Crawl faster, you disgusting animal," Chu Feng sneered coldly, violently tugging the steel chain, causing the spikes to dig deeper into Xia Xing's neck. "Wan'er suffered a sever