A Moment in Destiny

On hearing this, Mr. Cook was stunned and began to laugh. “Since Mr. Hughes likes it, take it!"

"Thank you very much!" Marley stood up, went to Sylvie, looked at her condescendingly. He snorted, and reached for her waist. “Follow me,” he said.

Before Sylvie could react, she was held by Marley. She remembered that his hand was very big enough to wrap her little hand in his palm. It was comfortable and warm being held like this.

"Mr. Hughes... Have a good time!" Behind him came the laughter of Mr. Cook and several men. Sylvie, who was dizzy, was taken to a room by Marley. At that time, she didn't know what he was thinking, or maybe even he didn't know. He was moved with compassion at the sight of the girl’s eyes, which were clear and frightened.

Sylvie's face was red because of the medicine. She felt very uncomfortable that a burst of blood gas surge in her abdomen. She shook off Marley’s hand and said, “Sir, please spare me. I know you are not a bad man!"

"Eh?! Can bad man be tell by their faces?" Marley snorted. He was in deep thought as his cold eyes swept Sylvie's little face.

Sylvie embraced herself and leaned on the corner of the wall. Marley locked the door.

"No! Sir, please let me go. I'm not really a bad girl. I'm still a sophomore in high school. I have to go to college. Please let me go. Don't ruin me!"Sylvie shouted with nervousness. She was afraid that the medicine worked and she lost her sense.

"What if I don't let you go?"

"I will call the police. If you really destroy me, I will tell the police that you raped me!"

"Are you not worried about your own reputation?"

"It's you who do wrong, not me. I'm not afraid!" As a young girl, she was a bit stubborn and full of courageousness.

Marley snorted and turned to look at the big bed in the middle of the room. "It's better to be alone with me than with so many people?"

"I ‘m not a prostitute!" Sylvie was particular afraid when she saw Marley looking at the big bed behind her. “I know you're not such kind of person!"

"You know?" Marley seemed to be surprised. “What kind of person am I?" he asked.

"You are different from those people. You don't have filthy things in your eyes. You are not that kind of person!" said Sylvie who was unable to hold on any longer although she didn't know if he would let her go.

Marley took a step towards her and put his arm around her shoulder. “Interesting girl. How old are you?"

"Seventeen!" she said, shivering. Feeling that the medicine kicked in, Sylvie was about to collapse to the ground.

her and supported

and especially as soon as he came closer to her, her abdomen was burning, and she was sweating. Feeling that she was going to be unable to hold on, Sylvie had to

frowned. Suddenly, with a faint smile, he picked her up. Regardless of her struggle, he went into the bathroom, put her in the bathtub,

to take a cold bath. If

this person's eyes were clear and different from those old men. Sylvie gradually relaxed and was watered by cold water. Gradually, she

in it! I'm not interested in

Then he strode out.

relieved completely, and she knew that the man named Mr. Hughes was a good man. For a while, Sylvie gradually woke up under the effect of cold water, and the heat

were wet and curvy. At this time, the bathroom door opened again. Marley stood

the clothes in her hand and

looked at the clothes in a daze. She changed the clothes before she was stunned for a while. In a simple white shirt, jeans, she was

put them in bags, and then walked out. Standing at the bathroom door, she saw Marley sitting

"Come here!" he said.

bit her lips, and

pointed to the sofa opposite him.

Sylvie sat down.

about your academic

her this, hesitated for a moment before she answered with her head hanging, "I’m always the top

class or the school?" he asked

students in the school, but was always within the top ten of the school because

get the first place in the whole school?"

and his name on. Upon seeing the characters,

place in the whole school and go to a

"No! Sir, well...”

want your mother to sell you again? I think she will sell you twice!"

was right!’ Sylvie thought to herself. She was clear that her mother wanted to destroy her, and tried to make use of her to make

money will support you through college! Now

to leave, lowering her head. She was startled because he gave her so much money

hold her chin. “Well? Little thing, don't

"No!" Sylvie cried.

and held her little hand. “Go, I'll

I will pay you back!" Sylvie suddenly said, "Little help brings much return. I will