Mom could only watch, helpless and heartbroken, as her son called another woman "mom." She watched as he grew closer to this stranger, and even... defended her over his own mother. "He''s my flesh and blood, my baby," she sobbed.


    "Do I have a little brother?"


    "Yes, your own brother!"


    "Why didn''t Mom bring my brother back?"


    "I... I... I was scared. Scared that if I did, your father would just sell him off again, to some horrible ce where he would suffer!"


    "Was my brother sold by Dad?"


    "Yes! Sold by him! That liar, it''s all his fault!"


    A fierce light shed in ire''s eyes as she thought about it, her whole body trembling with rage.


    Wiping away her tears, she picked up her daughter and left.


    Before long, they stood in front of a dpidated, abandoned bar.


    ire would have never dared toe here before, but today, blinded by fury, she acted without thinking.


    As she attempted to enter, two burly men blocked her way. "What do you want?"


    "I''m looking for Cecil White! Cecil! I''m his wife!"


    "We don''t care who you are. Got any money? Show us your cash. No money, no entry. Beat it!"


    ire''s pockets were empty. She had just gotten her paycheck yesterday, and after a trip to the doctor and paying for a DNA test, she was broke. Even her only gold ne had been snatched by Cecil.


    When ire tried to push past them, the men shoved her back, kicking her. "Crazydy, looking for trouble? Get lost!"


    Unable to enter, ire sat on the ground, holding her daughter, both crying,


    "Cecil, you bastard! Come out! You''re not human, you deceived me, you bastard..."


    Her loud crying drew the attention of passersby.


    The bouncers, worried she might attract the police, reluctantly let her into the bar.


    The bar, now a gambling den, was filled with card yers instead of drinkers.


    The bouncers kept ire from wandering around, while one of them went to find Cecil.


    Cecil was gambling, the gold ne in question on the table.


    "Pause the game," a bouncer grumbled. "Your wife''s here, making a scene. Sort it out before she brings the cops down on us. The boss will have your head!"


    "My wife? Impossible, she wouldn''t dare..."


    Before Cecil could finish, ire charged at him.


    Furious, she started hitting and


    Ying him, "Liar! You''re a liar! no human, you''re a mo


    swho


    Cecil..."


    Cecil was stunned!


    Since when did ire dare to hit him?


    It took him a moment to react before he kicked her away,


    "Damn you, how dare you hit me! Have you lost your mind?!"


    The crowd at the gambling tableughed,


    "Weakling, you''re just like your name,


    Cecil,


    t even keep your w


    line. She''s beating you up in


    everyone, ha!"


    i


    in


    of


    Cecil, unable to save face, angrily grabbed a chair and mmed it on ire''s head,


    "Wench, you''ve crossed the line!"


    ire''s head bled from the impact, blood streaming down her face.


    Little Maria White screamed in terror, but nobody cared or tried tofort her.