"Seeing her act so promiscuously completely disgusted some of the ladies in our group, so they just ripped her clothes right off her. She frantically sank to the ground, begging for our mercy."
"Hahaha... but seeing her reduced to that pathetic state was just too intoxicating! So they dragged your mother out into the crowded street, stripped her entirely bare, and forced her to dance in the middle of traffic. But she was so blackout drunk she couldn't even stand up straight... So much for Bay City's number one socialite. So much for the radiant beauty of Bay City. That night, she was utterly annihilated!"
"...The look in her eyes when she finally begged us to let her go. Tsk, tsk. It's a memory I will cherish for the rest of my life."
Lost in her sadistic reminiscing, Corinne threw her head back and erupted into unhinged laughter, completely intoxicated by the high of her long-held vengeance.
Scarlett kept her head bowed, her hands slowly dropping to her sides as she finally stopped hitting herself.
Everything they had just gloated about aligned perfectly with the fragmented memories from her childhood.
She vaguely remembered that one night, years ago, when her mother had locked her inside their dingy rental apartment and disappeared until dawn. When she finally stumbled back inside, her clothes were practically shredded into rags.
She reeked of alcohol, her eyes were completely hollow and devoid of life, and her hair was a tangled disaster. It was as if someone had violently ripped her soul right out of her body in a single night.
After that night, she had completely changed, becoming an entirely different person.
She rapidly scraped together enough money to open a liquor distribution business, peddling high-end spirits and constantly frequenting nightclubs. She had shattered her old self entirely, transforming from the untouchable elite socialite into the infamous 'Beautiful Blade' of Bay City's nightlife.
Later, she spent three grueling years paying off every last cent of the massive debt her father had left behind, before eventually opening the luxurious La Belle Nuit.
Throughout that entire journey, her mother had never once complained about the sheer hell she went through. Her only wish was for Scarlett to study hard and stay out of trouble.
Only now did Scarlett realize the kind of knife's edge her mother had been dancing on for the past ten years.
The mystery of what happened all those years ago was finally resolved.
It was clear now that Corinne and Gwen weren't the only ones who had pushed her mother to the brink of despair. There had been others.



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