---- Chapter 6 I could not bear to lose this job. "Sir, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to do it." Our commotion attracted the attention of many, but I could not be bothered with them. I was busy apologizing. The customer was unrelenting. He grabbed me by my collar, and he was about to hit me when he heard a rip. The tear on my uniform ripped a bigger hole, showing my entire back. The people who were watching us suddenly turned quiet. I tried to move aside to cover my back, but that did not help. The man suddenly cackled maliciously. "Everyone, look! See what's tattooed on this woman's back." I shut my eyes in pain. The dizziness came over me once more. ---- Those were not tattoos. They were carved deeply into me. It would never heal. "Slave! Hahaha!" He read out the word carved into me. Everyone started murmuring among themselves, laughing in mockery. I felt suffocated. It would forever humiliate me. After all the torture I went through in the mental asylum, the staff there carved the word onto my lower back. "You're just a slave bought by a wealthy family, yet you're so delusional to think that you could marry into the family. You're just a nobody. Being aslave suits you." I was pinned down on a metal bed while someone sat on me, slowly carving the word out. I was yelling so loudly my voice was hoarse. They had injected a weird serum into me. I could feel the pain, yet I could not pass out from it. ---- "Where the hell do you come from? Why do you have such an interesting tattoo? Forget it. Since you're a slave, I'll forgive you." He dismissed me like I was a dog. I fled the scene with a lowered head, running straight into the women's washroom. I looked around to see no one and immediately slumped to the floor, gasping for air. I almost thought that I was about to die. After a long time, I slowly walked out of the washroom. "Madeline?" The voice sounded a little familiar. I turned around in confusion. It was Ted Kirk. I immediately covered my face, turned around, and walked forward. Ted was Jason's friend and business partner. We met plenty of times. He chased after me and said, "Hey, don't go. Why