Although Sandra was only 22 years old, she was an old-timer in "Glory Hall".
It has been six years since she came here at the age of 16.
After so many years, she was still an ordinary dancer who lived an irregular life every day.
In the daytime, she curled in her small room, sleeping all day.
When it was nighttime, she had to show up on a little stage and numbly make all kinds of exaggerated and sexy movements under dazzling light.
In the beginning, she wanted to give up. But thinking of her miserable life after leaving the orphanage, she gradually accepted this fate.
Though it was a shame to amuse others with her body, the salary was considerable enough to support her life.
She didnt have to search for disposed hamburgers in the trash can or fill her stomach with water in case of being woken up by hunger anymore.
For an orphan like her, the life in "Glory Hall" was satisfying enough.
From this aspect, she was lucky.
Because those who were not satisfied with their life here would usually be forced to accept their fate with the help of "special education", even the member of "Pink Legion" was no exception.
No matter how clever and how important you think you are, whether you like it or not, as long as the guests have paid enough money, the manager of "Glory Hall" always has ways to make you agree.
Sandra was really glad that she has neither a high education nor an enchanting face. Therefore, few guests became interested in her over the years. Otherwise, she wouldnt worry about the money in her pocket. And she would readily agree to every request of the guests, and never embarrassed her manager and foremen.
Because she knew that they would always choose guests over her.
Only by letting them spend less time on her could she have a good life.
For her, even a piece of bread would be more valuable than dignity.
Taking off the heavy makeup on her face and the sexy dancing dresses on her body, Sandra happily cover her body with a soft quilt--This was the most pleasant moment in her day.
She slowly closed her eyes.
The darkness varied into a scene.
On a street corner where it was raining cats and dogs, there stood a woman, a little boy, and a little girl.
"Sam, Sandie, Ill buy you some bread. Wait for me here and dont run around! Ill come back very soon". The young woman who spoke put her umbrella into the boys little hand and asked him to hold it for his sister.
"Mommy! Take the umbrella. Youll get wet!" The little boy hurried to catch up with his mother and wanted to give her the umbrella.
"Sam, go and shelter Sandie. I will come back later as I have said."
"Mom, hurry up! Sandie is so hungry." Said the little girl.
The brother and sister stood in place, watching their mothers back drift away.
As time went by, the rain still kept falling.
The two kids had been waiting from noon to evening.
The sky gradually darkened and their eyes dimmed little by little.
"Mommy...Brother, why doesnt mom come back?"The girl asked her brother in an aggrieved voice.
"Why doesnt mother come back now? She said it would only take a while!" She was so thirsty, tired, and cold.
"Dont worry, mother wont leave us alone."Sam comforted his sister, also himself.
They dared not to leave here. They were afraid that their mother couldnt find them when she came back.
When the police received a report from the crowd and picked up the two children who had fainted in the rain with high fever, they could still hear their murmuring in coma: "Mom... Mom..."
"Mom... Mom!"
Sandra woke up from her dream in a cold sweat. She suddenly opened her eyes, only to find dazzling sunshine sneaking through the whole of her thick curtain.
For so many years, this dream has always haunted her, as if to remind her not to forget the hatred in her heart from time to time.
Why on earth did their mother, who had always loved her and her brother, abandon them in the street in such a heartless way?
Even in the time of orphanage, she still believed that her mother would desperately find where they were and take them home.
She always believed that!
However, over several years, her mother never appeared in her eager sight.
At the age of 8, she learned not to hope.
As long as she has never hoped for anything, she would never be disappointed.
Gradually, she also learned to ignore other peoples pity eyes, learn to pretend to be strong and learned to hold back tears secretly.
Finally, she learned that, in this cold and cruel world, the only person she can rely on was herself.
While she was sitting in a daze on the bed, her friend Aria pushed the door in and winked at her mysteriously, "Sandie, someone is looking for you. A man!"
"Oh." Sandra subconsciously responded.
When she came back to her senses, Aria had already closed the door and left.
In "Glory Hall", Sandra was one of the most inconspicuous girls. When she came on stage, she always wore a thick layer of makeup which made her a completely different girl.
When relaxing, she would casually tie her hair with a string. Different from other girls various dressing, she always wore an oversized hoodie, a pair of trousers, and sports shoes.
In the words of Aria, even the cat downstairs changed their dressing more frequently than Sandra.
Some of her friends said that she had a beautiful face and her figure was no worse than those of "Pink Legion", but all of her charms were covered by her thick makeup and the "big sack" on her body.
Sandra didnt think that she was beautiful. Besides, it might not be a good thing to be a beauty in such a place.
Since the salary was enough for her to fill her stomach, she would rather be an invisible girl.
Just like today, she doesnt think the sudden visitor would bring her some good news.
She just hoped it wouldnt be her brother who came here to ask for more money.
She opened the door of the lounge and saw her brother who hasnt shown up for a long time.
"Just tell me how much you want this time. Ill transfer into your account before next week." Sandra stood at the door. She didnt even bother to come in, let alone sit down.
It seemed that as soon as Samuel said an amount, she would leave without hesitation.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Having not seen your brother for such a long time, didnt you miss me?" Samuel grinned a flattering smile.
Sandra couldnt help looking up.
The abuse of drugs has made Samuels handsome face even thinner
Her heart softened. "
"How long has it been since we chatted together last time?" Thinking of this, she went over and sat opposite Tom.
"Do you have anything else to say? Youd better hurry up. I still want to sleep off the exhaustion last night. You know, dancing all night is very tired." Sandra yawned.
"Thats why I am here. You wont have to dance anymore. I have prepared you a luxurious life." Samuel said excitedly.
"Are you serious? Have you won a lottery?" Sandra never believes such sudden luck.
Especially when it came to human people like her and her brothers.
"Take a look at this." Samuel took a document out of his bag and pushed it to Sandra.
Sandra took it over and had a brief look.
Its all in English.
Illiterate people like her who couldnt remember whether the number of English letters was 24 or 26 naturally didnt know what it is said on this document.
"When did you become such a scholar? Even begin to contact Americans?" Sandra dropped the document in front of her brother and ridiculed him.
Samuel had predicted her reaction."It doesnt matter if you dont understand it. To tell the truth, I dont understand it either. However, you should have heard of the Farrell group?"
Sandra shook her head in confusion.
Samuel looked at his sister as if she was a fool.
"Idiot!"Sandra cursed him in her heart."Even if I know that the old president of this group left a mess to his son and several old uncles are fighting for the position of president with a young boy, what do they have to do with us?"
Sandra seldom watches the news, but could always hear gossip from her friends in "Glory Hall". However, just as she always said, these things have nothing to do with her.
She was confused about why Samuel would mention this.
"Well, never mind. You wont understand my explanation. In short, this is the 10% equity transfer certificate of Farrell group. As long as you sign your name on this place, the 10% shares will belong to you. You will be a billionaire at that time. Do you still need to worry about our future?" Samuel said proudly.
Though Sandra had little business knowledge, she knew what the 10% stake in the Farrell group means.
She felt all blood in her vein rush to her heart. Fortunately, her brain was still clear: "And then? What should I pay for it?"
Disappointment immediately emerged on Samuels face: "Come on, Sandie! Why so serious? Well, Ill make a long story short. The 10% shares were scraped together by the uncles of the new president of Farrell group. If the 10% is transferred under your name, then the new president will certainly arrange for his people to negotiate with you. At that time, the only term you would propose is to marry the young president! "
"What are you talking about? Did you take drugs before becoming? How can this be possible?" Sandra vaguely sensed the danger hidden behind the fortunate.
"Hey, easy! Listen to me. The point is, when you marry, the share you hold will become the fortune of your husband. Now the new president must be eager to get the 10% equity to stabilize his position and suppress his uncles, otherwise, he might lose everything and be driven out of the power center by his greedy uncles sooner or later. Correspondingly, if the new president finally secured his throne, he would revenge on his uncles. And you, because of something, become their trump card."
"Because of what?Why me?" Sandra doesnt care about these intrigues in the Farrell group.
She just didnt understand why she would be involved.
"The new president is the pride of heaven, while his wife is a humble dancer at the bottom of the society. Im afraid most people cant accept the fact that the president would marry a vulgar dancer. Thats what those old guys want. This is the most critical moment in their competition, only 1% share could reverse the whole situation, let alone 10%! Now here is the problem for him. To lose the best chance to secure his position or marry you and accept the following damage to his fame.No matter which aspect he chooses, he will pay the corresponding price. These old jerks are vicious. " Samuel explained it to his sister.
"So? Do we have to become their tools in fighting? These craps have nothing to do with me. Youd better go find someone else." Sandra stifled her impulse to beat him up and coldly refused.
"No way! If you refuse this proposal, Ill die." Samuel blurted out in a hurry.
"What are you talking about? Are you still hiding something from me?" Sandras heart sank.
"Yes, I owe a million dollars to the man of Farrell group! His boss, the seventh uncle of the new president promised me that if you can do as they demand, the debt will be written off." Samuel reluctantly told the truth.
"What? A million! How could you owe so much money?" Sandra couldnt help screaming out.
It would take her more than 20 years to earn one million bucks.
"I want to speculate in stocks, but I am not lucky enough."
"I dont care. This is the debt you owe yourself. Get out and pay it yourself. Paying off your debts six years ago has already ruined my life. Now you want to sell me to an irrelevant person as his wife? Theres no way!" Sandra was trembling with extreme anger.
"Well, I admit I went too far this time. But do you know who the president of the Farrell group is? Joshua Farrell!" Samuel put on a serious look.
"Its none of my business," Sandra said coldly.
"Who he is has nothing to do with us, but his favorite woman and his fiancee at present are Belinda Salas.The daughter of Collins Salas!Our....father!"