My Realistic Adult Game
Chapter 88 - 47: Gazing Up at Heaven from the Darkness

Chapter 88: Chapter 47: Gazing Up at Heaven from the Darkness

I sat down by the wooden table, stroking Jesse’s head. "Did you buy the clothes you like today? I’ve got a surprise for you."

"What surprise?" Jesse looked at me happily.

I pulled out the car keys, "Chevrolet Corvette, you got into the University of Miami, this is my gift for you."

"Oh my God, Kenny, really?" Jesse stood up happily.

"Yes, you are my dearest sister. I’d give you the whole world! When we were young, you always secretly gave me the bread Nina gave you because I was growing, and you were afraid I’d be hungry. You’re my angel."

"I don’t want it, it’s too expensive, you should help Helen." Jesse rejected the car keys.

"Take it, the car is in the parking lot, I will help Helen, she won’t have to work hard in the future, I swear."

"Thank you, Kenny. Do you have a lot of money now?" Jesse looked at me curiously.

"Some, what do you want to do?"

"This is my friend, a Korean, Lee, Lee Jina, is that pronounced correctly?"

Jesse looked at her Asian friend.

The black-haired girl nodded, "Yes, hello, I’m Lee Jina, you can call me Lee."

"Okay, I just heard, did you get a loan from the gang?"

Yes, I meant the gang, not the bank, because banks don’t take you away just because you don’t have money.

Asian gangs, Koreans, and triad Chinese, they all run businesses in ethnic neighborhoods, liking to offer loans.

The interest is several times the principal. Such high-interest loans are rare in American or European gangs.

Because it’s easy to get a loan from a bank, and you can use credit cards.

But in Asia, such businesses are the main economic source for gangs.

"Yes." Lee said, lowering her head, tears falling down her cheeks.

Anna and Jesse comforted her.

"Do you know the consequences?" Although I haven’t been in contact, I know the rules of the dark world.

If you fall into the trap, then your corpse will become a commodity.

What would happen to a girl? It’s unimaginable for ordinary people.

Prostitution, that’s the best result.

They will become toys for men, controlled by drugs, living in hell all their lives.

The other results, you wouldn’t want to know, their corneas, hearts, livers, bone marrow, will become commodities, disassembled into parts.

Or become targets for slaughter and hunting, bringing joy to those dark-hearted wealthy people.

Once they become commodities in the hands of the gang, they have no future.

Pay it back?

I shook my head, rejecting Jesse’s hint. "Lee, they won’t let you escape the trap, will thirty thousand dollars solve your problem? Let’s make a bet. Give me their phone number."

Lee took out a business card from her bag.

There was only a name and a phone number on it.

A title was in front of the name.

Minister Kim Seongho.

"A criminal organization from Seoul, South Korea?" I looked at the business card and thought, indeed, there are Koreans in Miami, but their scale is small.

This should be a branch, or rather a Miami branch of Korea’s transnational crime syndicate.

Damn it! I seem to be in trouble again.

"I don’t know, I just got a loan from them."

Lee handed the loan agreement to me, she was unfamiliar with criminal syndicates.

"Didn’t you read it carefully?"

"I read it, but there were two extra pages."

Additional contract?

This is a method often used by gangs, to deal with ordinary people, they have overwhelming power, walking on the edge of the law.

Even if this contract is reported to the police, it’s hard for the police station to handle.

This is an economic dispute.

Crime syndicates have their own lawyers, in court, they also hold a favorable position.

This contract was signed voluntarily by her, no one forced her, and she read it.

In the legal scope, the other party can win the lawsuit.

Crime syndicates will pressure victims in places unseen by the law, ultimately achieving their goals.

This girl has no future.

I dialed the number, and it quickly connected; a deep male voice came from the other end.

"HELLO!"

"HELLO! I want to inquire about Lee, Lee Jina’s loan situation."

"Do you intend to repay the money for her?"

I turned on the speakerphone, and the three girls quietly listened around me.

"Yes, how much do I need to pay you?"

"Forty thousand dollars."

"It should be thirty thousand."

"No no no, she exceeded the time, the interest increased. She signed a repayment agreement with us, if overdue without payment, we will provide her with a well-paying job, the location is in Seoul, South Korea, Gangnam district."

The three girls looked at me in horror.

I smiled with satisfaction, it seemed to prove my guess, I won.

They never intended to let Lee escape their trap; she is a sweet lamb.

"If I come to repay, where should I find you?"

"Design District, we have a barbecue restaurant. It’s not business hours now, you can come over to find me."

The other party hung up the phone.

I looked at Lee, the young girl’s face was full of despair, and I was right, those crime syndicates had no intention of letting her leave.

"If you leave Miami, reporting to the police is useless, because that’s the law of the United States, you are in Seoul. No one can help you. Your dad and mom can only seek help in Miami, but the police station can’t enforce the law in Korea."

"Ah, ah, ah!" Lee cried loudly. "Anna, what should I do? I don’t want to be a prostitute. I don’t."

Anna hugged Lee’s shoulder, comforting her, "We’ll find a way, I’ll go to find Dad, he will give me some money."