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When Evelyn’s mother saw me emerge with the police, she roared at me, heartbroken:
“Evelyn Lynn, I should have never given birth to you! You tell the police to release me right
now, or I’ll tell everyone how filial you are not!”
I couldn’t even be bothered to look at her; rolling your eyes too much gives you forehead
wrinkles, you know.
The police took me back to give a statement.
I happened to run into Evelyn’s father bringing Wendy Chan and Ethan River to deliver
luggage to Evelyn’s mother for her prison stay.
The moment Evelyn’s father saw me, he exploded:
“You little bitch! How could you send your own mother to prison?!
I scoffed, “Why don’t you mention that my own mother wanted to send me to a mental
hospital?!
Evelyn’s father’s face flushed crimson from my retort, and he was speechless.
Wendy Chan, however, was dripping with that holier–than–thou attitude:
“Oh, sister, no matter what Mom did wrong, she’s still our mom! How can you treat her like
this!”
I quickly waved my hand:
“She’s your mom! Since she’s your mom, you can have her! Stay away from me from now on,
and don’t come near me!”
Ethan River put his arm around Wendy Chan’s shoulders, glaring at me fiercely:
“Wendy, don’t worry, I won’t let her get away with this!”
Ho, who can’t make empty threats!
I hadn’t been out of the police station for long when I was cornered by a few thugs in a small
alley.
The leader whistled at me and said teasingly:
“Hey, sweet thing! Nice figure! Wanna hang with us, doll?”
I was taken aback. “Hang out how?”
The thugs roared with laughter:
“Did she just ask us how we want to hang out? You think she’s into it?”
The thugs kept closing in, forcing me back until I was pinned against the wall.
The leader, a blonde thug, continued:
“Let me put it plainly. Heard your husband’s got a new sweetheart and doesn’t want you anymore. Feeling empty and lonely, huh?”
I was terrified: “How did you know?”
He grinned lewdly: “Because your husband sent us!”
Then he pulled out a video recorder and waved it in my face:
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“Hey, sweet thing! Nice figure! Wanna hang with us, doll?”
I was taken aback. “Hang out how?”
The thugs roared with laughter:
“Did she just ask us how we want to hang out? You think she’s into it?”
The thugs kept closing in, forcing me back until I was pinned against the wall.
The leader, a blonde thug, continued:
“Let me put it plainly. Heard your husband’s got a new sweetheart and doesn’t want you anymore. Feeling empty and lonely, huh?”
I was terrified: “How did you know?”
He grinned lewdly: “Because your husband sent us!”
Then he pulled out a video recorder and waved it in my face:
“Check it out, top–of–the–line equipment. Your husband wants us to make a really good video of you. Guaranteed to make you the world’s hottest action star!”
“Gotta admit, our FL is gorgeous today. Fair skin with a rosy glow, big eyes, long lashes, al seriously stacked figure…”
With that, he reached for me with his filthy hand.
