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When Lucy woke up, it was already late at night. She woke on the bed in the secondary bedroom of the presidential suite. Lucy was bewildered. The anesthetic was still taking effect, leaving her dazed. Through her blurred vision, she saw Mr. Zhang's men toss a white t-shirt onto her. Only then did Lucy realize she was wearing nothing but black underwear. Her abdomen felt numb, marked by neat, almost beautiful stitches.