A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 683 Rewards

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.

Marley grabbed her and supported her.

Sylvie only felt hot all over, 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 clench her teeth, trying to keep her sense.

Seeing how stubborn she was to guard against him, Marley frowned. Suddenly, with a 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 her. "Ah..." she screamed.

"Don't move!" Marley pressed her body. "If you are drugged, you need to take a cold bath. If you don't want to be raped, listen to me!"

Maybe there was a trace of pity in his tone, or maybe this person's eyes were clear and different from those old men. Sylvie gradually relaxed and was watered by cold water. Gradually, she regained her sense, but her belly was still burning.

Marley stood up and said, "Soak yourself in it! I'm not interested in prostitute, even if you're a virgin!

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Then he strode out.

Sylvie was 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 and dry feeling disappeared. She climbed out of the bathtub, but all her clothes were wet and curvy. At this time, the bathroom door opened again. Marley stood at the door, and looked at her. His eyes were deep and cold, and he said, "This is new clothes. Get changed!"

He put the clothes in her hand and went out again.

Sylvie 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 totally a student.

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 legs crossed, and glanced at her.

"Come here!" he said.

She bit her lips, and went over.

He pointed to the sofa opposite him. "Sit down," he said.

Sylvie sat down.

"What about your academic achievement?" he asked inadvertently.

Sylvie, who was surprised that he asked her this, hesitated for a moment before she answered with her head hanging, "I'm always the top one!"

"Among the whole class or the school?" he asked again.

"The whole class!" she whispered. She was not the top one among the students in the school, but was always within the top ten of the school because she had been working hard.

"Can you get the first place in the whole school?" he asked again.

She was slightly surprised, wondering what he meant. Then he took a check with 200000 and his name on. Upon seeing the characters, Sylvie knew that he was Marley. She had kept this name in mind since then.

"200000, leave your mother, study hard. Try to take the first place in the whole school and go to a key university!" he said in a very serious tone, looking at her eyes.

"No! Sir, well..."

"Do you want your mother to sell you again? I think she will sell you twice!" Marley said again.

'Yes, he 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.

"Leave the school, and the money will support you through college! Now you can go!"

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

Looking at her, Marley suddenly walked over, reached out to hold her chin. "Well? Little thing, don't you want to go? Let's do something else?" "No!" Sylvie cried.

Marley smiled and and held her little hand. "Go, I'll take you out of here!" he said.

"Mr. Hughes, I will pay you back!" Sylvie suddenly said, "Little help brings much return. I will repay you the other day!"

"I don't need your reward. I just want you to cherish yourself, understand?" he said with great seriousness.

"Yes!"

"Good girl!" He patted her face with a warm smile, as if he just did a good thing.

It was that day after that, Sylvie and Sadie had a big fight. She left Sadie, and later was found by Patriarch.

Five years ago, Sylvie was drugged by her mother and sold to a group of old men. If it wasn't Marley that day, maybe she would have been a prostitute without dignity and happiness like her mother. Looking at the woman in front of her, Sylvie really couldn't believe that she was her biological mother. How could she be so cruel and sell her!

Five years later, when she came back, Marley had forgotten her for a long time and forgotten that he had done such a good deed. The reason why she agreed Cassius was that the person she was going to marry was Marley. She knew that he was a good man and she needed to repay him.

"Damn girl, now that you're different, you think you can get rid of me, don't you?" Sadie roared again" Don't forget, you've been a prostitute. If Mr. Hughes knows that you've been..."

Knowing that she would mention it, Sylvie said with a smile, "Go ahead, I'm not threatened. It doesn't matter. If he is willing to believe you, he wouldn't be Mr. Hughes!"

She said in a flat tone, which slightly startled Marley who was upstairs. He carefully thought about the meaning of her words. As he was pondering, he could not help but think of that night, it was the first time for her. Her inexperience and painful appearance flashed in his mind. He was touched by something in his heart. Then he looked down at the crowd below which gathered more and more.

'Damned woman, are you trying to to attract the media and make me lose face?' Thinking of this, Marley went to the elevator, ready to go downstairs.

"You damned girl, you think you're capable enough, dot you?" Sadie shrieked, ignoring a crowd of onlookers.

With a faint smile, Sylvie ignored her and turned around. Unexpectedly, she turned around and bumped into a broad embrace. As soon as she looked up, she saw Marley's chin.

"Sylvie Mccarthy, you damned girl, don't think that you don't need to care me. I'll sue you. I'll sue you!" Sadie saw that she was blocked and took her arm.

There was a cry in the crowd, "Oh? Isn't Sylvie Mccarthy the second lady of Mccarthy Group? I heard she just married Marley! "

"And who is this woman?" someone whispered, looking at Sadie.

"Ah! Isn't that Marley? How handsome he is!" someone exclaimed.

The murmur in the crowd made Sylvie stiff. Although she didn't expect to meet Marley, she was more surprised by the comments of the people around her. She couldn't be the material for them to gossip, and couldn't be the laugh stock of Marley. Lowering her head, Sylvie Mccarthy got rid of Sadie and walked away pretending she didn't know Marley

"Sylvie Mccarthy, stop!"

Sylvie ignored her words.000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐