?<strong>Chapter 987:</strong>


    “Ms. rke, if you’re really serious about changing, I have a suggestion.”


    He was already excited to lure Allison into his scheme.


    “Ms. rke, this is an exclusive service we provide only to our most important clients,” the doctor said, pulling out a polished, professional folder from the drawer and cing it in front of Allison.


    “With your incredible looks, Ms. rke, you could be the perfect face for our next ad campaign. If you agree, we’ll give you VIP treatment immediately.”


    “Wow, thank you! That’s an incredible offer!” Allison eximed, her face lighting up with excitement. She opened the folder and began to skim through the pages.


    As she expected, it was a deceptive loan agreement disguised in fancynguage.


    The terms were harsh — sky-high interest rates, hidden fees, and a terrifying use that allowed the lender to take assets, including the borrower’s body, if payments weren’t made.


    “This… this looks like a loan,” Allison said carefully, feigning unease. “What happens if I can’t pay it back? Would you… sell me?”


    The doctorughed softly, shaking his head with a fake reassuring smile. “Oh, no, Ms. rke. This isn’t a loan — it’s an investment in your beauty.”


    He leaned in closer, his voice taking on a smoother tone. “You can either take the money or use it for treatments at our clinic. And don’t worry, Ms. rke, there’s no rush to pay it back. It’ll all be settled in time. We’re a legitimate business. If you’re interested, just sign right here at the bottom.”


    He licked his lips, stressing his point. “Just think — once you’ve made yourself even more beautiful, your boyfriend will fall for you all over again. That’s exactly what you want, correct? He might even pay off the whole thing for you, no questions asked!”


    Allison carefully studied the contract, noticing the many obvious ws. The terms were outrageous — no court would ever enforce them. But she nodded, keeping up her innocent act. “You’re right. That sounds perfect.”


    Without a second thought, she signed the paper and handed it back to him.


    “Perfect!” The doctor smiled broadly. “We’ll schedule your procedure for today.”


    As he looked at her stunning face, he felt a wave of self-satisfaction.


    He was sure he’d get a hefty reward soon from Victor.


    Allison, pretending to be oblivious, replied with a bright smile, “That’s great. Thank you, doctor.”


    Not long after, the doctor left the room, casually taking her picture with him.


    Allison nced up and noticed the surveince camera in the corner, its red light blinking steadily.


    Everything they’d said had been recorded.


    She was sure that the people on the other side wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.


    Far above, on the third floor,


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