However, that woman once was in her way and said mockingly, “What? You can’t recognize your mother?”
Sylvie looked up at her and smiled, “Should I know you?”
“Sylvie!” That woman cried sharply.
Sylvie just looked at that woman. She hadn’t seen her mother for five years, but her mother’s make-up was still so delicate. She didn’t look old, but others could tell that she was old from wrinkles around her eyes. Perhaps she was forty-three years old?
Sylvie just looked at her mother with an indifferent look. After a few seconds, she said calmly, “I’m sorry, lady. I don’t know you. please get out of the way!”
Sylvie wanted to go but that woman pulled her. “Sylvie, I am your mother. You don’t even know your mother? Don’t think that you can get rid of me even if you get back to the Mccarthy family. Dream on!”
Sylvie gently smiled. Did that woman remember that she was a mother? Her mother, named Sadie was a whore. After so many years, she still liked to dress up and go to nightclubs.
“What do you want?” Sylvie asked and looked at her.
Sadie was stunned. She thought that her daughter had returned to the Mccarthy family and knew her daughter had married Marley from the newspaper. She immediately said, “Give me the money. I need your support since I am your mother. You are the daughter of the Mccarthy family, and get married to such a handsome and rich man, so you should give me more!”
A lot of people gathered in the mall because of Sadie’s shouting.
“You’re still so shameless!” Sylvie smiled gently and knew what Sadie was thinking, “I have no money. If you want money, you should ask Patriarch. He has money!”
“I just want your money. You are my daughter, so you should care about me!” Sadie cried. “Look, this is my daughter, but she doesn’t care about me at all!”
With that said, Sadie even cried and wiped her tears on purpose.
Marley was standing beside the elevator of the shopping mall. He did not expect he would meet Sylvie and her mother early in the morning.
He knew Sylvie’s mother was a whore. When he saw her mother, he felt a little astonished. How could her mother ask for money in public? A touch of mockery flashed across his eyes. He even felt a little sympathetic with Sylvie. Since Sylvie was a vicious woman, he could stand still and observe how she treated her mother.
“Madam, I don’t know you. Yesterday someone stopped me and asked for money. I did not expect to be troubled again. My mother died many years ago. If you insist that I am your daughter, I’ll call the police!”
Sylvie was very indifferent and enraged Sadie, “Family ties are stronger than other relationships. I am your mother. How could you curse me?”
She hated such nonsense. If she could choose, she would rather have no kinship with this woman. Though this woman was her biological mother, but this woman took her to the nightclub and trapped her into selling her body.
The painful memories occurred to Sylvie.
On the summer when she was seventeen years old, Sadie, who was dressed up, came to Sylvie and said, “Sylvie, would you like to do a part-time job tonight?”
Sylvie did not think much, “Mom, what kind of part-time job is it? I’m doing a part time job these days!”
In fact, Sylvie had done part-time jobs to earn money since junior high school. She had been street vendors and tutors. Sadie no longer afford living expenses of Sylvie when she knew Sylvie could make money on her own.
“I’m too busy in the nightclub and need a few waitresses. You come to help me. Just pass some dishes. The boss has given me the money!” Sadie gave some paper money. “Here’s your pocket money!”
“Can I refuse?”
“No!” Sadie became harsh on her daughter suddenly, felt her anger and suppressed it. She put her arms around Sylvie’s shoulder. Sylvie couldn’t remember the last time when her mother held her. The rim of her eyes turned red at once.
Then Sadie said, “Sylvie, I know you are a good and excellent girl, so you just do me a favor. You can earn a lot of money. Just go the nightclub once. I won’t force you anymore!”
That night, Sylvie went to the nightclub because of the family affections showed by her mother.
She thought she only needed to serve dishes. She had experience because she was also working at a fast-food restaurant on weekends.
She remembered that Sadie spent a few hundred buying blouse and skinny jeans for her. The purple blouse and jeans were the latest that year. The top button was very low and the neckband was a little large, so her fair neck was exposed. That blouse set off her beautiful and charming look.
Sadie took her into the nightclub and gave her a bottle of water.”Sylvie, drink some water. When you’re busy, you don’t have time to drink!”
“I’m not thirsty!
“Take some. You’ll feel tired!”
Sylvie could only take a drink, but Sadie kept watching her until she finished it. After that, Sadie took her to a private room. Sylvie felt something went wrong. “Mom, you told me that I just needed to serve dishes? Why do you take me to the private room?”
Without saying a word, Sadie dragged Sylvie into the room. Many people were sitting inside. Sylvie was startled and backed away. “Mom, I’ll wait for you outside!”
Sadie smiled and said hello to the person opposite. Then she turned around, saw the cautious expression on Sylvie’s face and said, “This is mother’s friend. You wait here. I’ll be back soon!”
With that said, she pulled Sylvie into the private room and pushed her to an old man of about forty. “Sit here!”
“No!”
“Be a good girl!” Sadie smiled at that man and went out.
Sylvie stood up suddenly. She felt scared and something was wrong, so she wanted to run away.
The old man took Sylvie’s hand affectionately. “Where are you going? little girl.”
Sylvie withdrew her hand and put it behind her back in fear, but everyone burst into laughter. “Mr. Cook, this little girl was soft and delicate. Don’t scare her!”
Mr. Cook chuckled. “You’re right. She is too tender. Don’t be afraid. Sit here!”
Sylvie looked at him with caution and looked around the whole room. Four men and three women, including her, sat here. She knew none of them.
One girl was sitting on a man’s lap. The woman was kissing the man on his Adam’s apple, while the man put his hand into the woman’s clothes, caressing her back.
Another girl was sharing wine. A young man was about twenty-three years old with a handsome face but no woman was sitting beside him. The man saw the fear in her eyes.
Sylvie felt uneasy, “I’m sorry. I go out first!”
Mr. Cook pulled her, “little girl. You need to stay here!”
Sylvie was surprised. “Why”
Mr. Cook smile and said, “That woman sold you to us. You can’t go anywhere tonight!”
Sylvie was scared. Did her mother sell her?
“No! That’s impossible!” She shook her head. “She’s my mother, and I don’t believe your nonsense!”
As she spoke, she caught a sharp glance from that young man, as if he wanted confirmation.
“Your mother?” Mr. Cook was stunned and smile. “She is so vicious and even sells her own daughter!”
A man beside laughed, “Little girl, don’t be so shy. You come here for the first time? Don’t be afraid. We will take care of you!”
“No! That’s impossible!” Sylvie cried out and got up to leave, but was stopped by Mr. Cook. He pressed her against the sofa.
He looked at Sylvie’s pale face in puzzlement, felt something went wrong and asked, “Little girl, do you know what we should do tonight?”
Sylvie felt hot in her belly. She opened her eyes wide and realized something wrong with the water she drank. She never thought that her mother would sell her for money and even put sex drugs into the water.
Mr. Cook confirmed her thoughts, “Didn’t your mother tell you before? I gave her money. You need to sleep with me.”
Sylvie’s face turned pale and she was hot all over, but she was still sober and said, “I have no idea. I won’t sleep with you even if I die!”
“It’s not up to you!”
“I’m underage. You can’t ruin my life.” Sylvie cried, afraid that they wouldn’t let her go.
“We know you’re underage! But that’s our type!”
“No!” Sylvie’s eyes widened with fear.
The young man, who kept silent, suddenly looked at Sylvie and asked, “Is that really your mother?”
A flash of sorrow flashed across her eyes. She felt all the men here were terrible except this young man. He was not one of them.
***
“What? Mr. Hughes, are you interested in this girl?” Mr. Cook smiled and glanced at Mr. Hughes.
The young man was Marley. When Sylvie was terrified, Marley chuckled, pointed at her and said, “Mr. Cook, I’m into her. Could you give her to me?”