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.

grabbed her

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 clench her teeth, trying to keep her

faint smile, he picked her up. Regardless of her struggle, he went into the bathroom, put her in the bathtub, turned on the shower. She woke up when the cold water was poured on

need to take a cold bath. If you don't

eyes were clear and different from those old men. Sylvie gradually relaxed and was watered by cold water. Gradually, she regained her sense,

said, “Soak yourself in it! I'm not interested in

Then he strode out.

knew that the man named Mr. Hughes was a good man. For a while,

At this time, the bathroom door opened again. Marley stood at the door, and looked at her. His eyes were

her

before she was stunned for

a long time after getting dressed, she picked up her wet clothes, put them in bags, and then walked out. Standing at the bathroom door, she saw Marley sitting on the sofa with his

"Come here!" he said.

bit her lips,

to the sofa opposite him. “Sit down,”

Sylvie sat down.

about your academic achievement?" he

for a moment before she answered with her head hanging,

whole class or the

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

place in the

surprised, wondering what he meant. Then he took a check with 200000 and his name on. Upon seeing the characters, Sylvie knew

take the first place in the whole school and

"No! Sir, well...”

you again? I

thought to herself. She was clear that her mother wanted to destroy

the school, and the money will support you through college!

her head. She was startled because he gave her

reached out to hold her chin. “Well? Little thing, don't you want to go? Let’s do something

"No!" Sylvie cried.

and held her little hand. “Go, I'll take

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