Feeling uneasy and uncertain, Blake exited the private jet with Cecilia, the presence of bodyguards nearby heightening her discomfort. Cecilia, appearing unfazed by the armed company, reassured her, "It's legal to carry weapons here. Stay close to me, and don't wander off. You'll be fine."

As Blake detected the faint smell of gunpowder, her uneasiness grew. "Why would he be in a place like this?" she asked.

Cecilia's reply was cryptic yet revealing, "This is the reality of the former million-earning assistant from Jardin Corporation."

After about fifteen minutes, they arrived at a compound surrounded by high walls topped with barbed wires, a design suggesting containment rather than protection. Inside a relatively clean room, Blake and Cecilia were left with three suitcases while the bodyguards stood guard outside.

Cecilia broke the silence, "We'll be meeting with some influential people of this region soon."

Blake's frown deepened, "You seem very familiar with all this. Are you i