The cause of the incident is quite simple.

The woman in front of him is named Myra Walsh.

She runs a small clothing store to support her family.

She has a son named Carrick Hall, who attends the first grade in Kenton County Third High School.

Carrick Hall is usually a good student, with decent grades, and according to the teachers, there should be no problem for this child to get into college.

But just a few days ago, Carrick had an argument with a classmate, and then he struck with a punch, hitting the classmate's mouth and knocking out a tooth.

Upon learning of the situation, Myra Walsh rushed to the school to apologize to the assaulted student and actively compensated them for their dental bills.

However, the school said that Carrick's act of fighting seriously violated school regulations and he must be expelled.

Myra Walsh of course could not accept such a reality.

She ran to the principal's office to plead.

But the principal told her that this matter could not be resolved by the school unless a representative from the education bureau intervenes, there might be a chance to revoke the expulsion.

Thus, the scene unfolding in front of her occurred.

Is it really necessary for the education bureau leader to intervene in such a situation?

Of course not!

Such things have happened more than once in Kenton County.

Yorke Payne and Rand Quance are both lecherous men.

Rand Quance is the type who will take on anything he finds pleasing.

But Yorke Payne is different; he has a penchant for respectable women.

Over the years, he has slept with numerous subordinates, teachers, and even students' parents.

The room they are in is specifically used for such sordid affairs.

The principals of several schools would periodically "sacrifice" people to him in various ways.

Myra Walsh appearing in this room was also deliberate by the Third High School principal.

The envelope full of cash was returned, and the woman panicked, not knowing what to do.

Seeing Myra Walsh at a loss.

Rand Quance sat down beside her.

He said to her, "Carrick's mother, actually, whether your son is expelled or not is all up to Deputy County Head Payne; as long as he agrees, no matter what the others do, Carrick cannot be expelled, right?"

Myra Walsh wiped away her tears.

She said to Rand Quance, "Director Quance, but Deputy County Head Payne he..."

Rand Quance knew what she was about to say.

Paused for a moment, he said, "As a deputy county head, it's not about you offering a few thousand bucks, even if you offer tens of thousands, he wouldn't take it because he doesn't lack money, this sort of thing needs sincerity, right?"

"I have sincerity, I definitely do, Director Quance, please tell me, what should I do to make the leader agree?"

"Hey, it's all for the child's future, right? A mother would do anything for her child's sake, isn't that true?"

Rand Quance asked.

Myra Walsh nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, anything, anything."

These words played right into Rand Quance's hand.

He reached out, placing his hand directly on Myra Walsh's thigh.

Myra Walsh shuddered and was about to break free when Rand Quance said, "Actually, it's a simple thing, in my eyes, Carrick's mother is so beautiful, if she is willing to make a small sacrifice, I promise, Carrick will not only be not expelled but also receive priority in educational resources, ensuring his future is worry-free."

"What kind of sacrifice?"

When Myra Walsh asked this, she already had an uneasy feeling in her heart.

Rand Quance grinned lecherously.

He said, "What kind of sacrifice, depends on how fervently Carrick's mother feels."

These words were already quite clear.

A glint of despair flashed in Myra Walsh's eyes.

But thinking of her child's education being ruined just like that, she felt unwilling.

Gritting her teeth, she stood up.

Stood right in the middle of the living room.

Reached out and took off her coat.

Then, her dress slipped to the floor.

As each piece of clothing was removed, a perfect figure appeared in front of the two lecherous men.

Upon seeing this, Yorke Payne loosened his belt.

Took his pants off directly.

A flabby belly, thick, stocky thighs, and the "little gun" between them were all exposed.

He reclined on the sofa.

Assumed a very comfortable position.

Leisurely said, "Start."

Even under such enormous humiliation, tears streamed down.

The two men showed not a shred of pity.

Watching as Myra Walsh approached Yorke Payne, crouched down, and took that little sprout into her mouth.

Enveloped by warmth.

Yorke Payne comfortably closed his eyes.

After a busy flurry.

Yorke Payne seemed to find it hard to endure.

Stood up, pointed toward the bedroom, and said, "Go lie down."

Like a walking corpse, the naked Myra Walsh walked into the bedroom and lay on the bed.

"Sweetie, here I come."

Yorke Payne rubbed his hands together.

Dashed into the bedroom and pounced on Myra Walsh.

After a round of reckless molestation.

Yorke Payne came out satisfied, said to a barely patient Rand Quance, "Not bad, not bad, she's a gem, your turn."

"Okay then."

Rand Quance responded with a grin.

He too walked into the bedroom with a face full of smiles.

A round of decadent sound once again emerged from the bedroom.

After another session of abuse.

Rand Quance returned to the living room satisfied.

Myra Walsh, appearing somewhat dazed, emerged from the bedroom.

While walking, a milky white fluid still dripped down between her legs.

"Two leaders, can our Carrick return to school?"

Her voice carried no emotion, like a machine.

Yorke Payne thought for a moment.

Said, "The issue with Carrick this time is quite serious, so here's the thing, you go back first, and Director Quance and I will discuss it, and tomorrow at this time, come back, we'll give you an answer."

"I've already slept with you, and yet you still can't let our Carrick return to school?"

For this result, Myra Walsh found it incredulous.

Yorke Payne's greedy eyes lingered on Myra Walsh's body.

With a cold snort, he said, "Where in the world is it that simple? I didn't say it's impossible, but once is too few, as I mentioned, come back again tomorrow, and I'll give you a result."

Rand Quance also lit a cigarette.

Said, "Carrick's mother, I advise you to be obedient."

After saying that, he pointed to a corner of the wall, said, "Take a good look, the living room and bedroom here are equipped with surveillance, that is to say, what just happened between you and the two of us, has been recorded, listen to us, everyone benefits, don't listen, Carrick won't just lose his schooling opportunity, this video might be leaked, I think you understand what I mean, right?"

At that moment, Myra Walsh shattered.

Completely collapsed.

She thought that sacrificing just this once would solve Carrick's issue.

In that case, even if it was grievously unfair to her, it was nothing too serious.

Unexpectedly, these two beasts even recorded it, and from the looks of it, who knows how many times this will continue.

A wave of despair washed over her.

She suddenly rushed toward the living room window...

Yorke Payne and Rand Quance had done such things countless times before.

They assumed Myra Walsh would suffer in silence like other women.

Little did they expect she would be so resolute.

Realizing something was wrong, Rand Quance quickly dropped the cigarette butt and tried to stop her.

But it was too late.

Myra Walsh leapt over the window ledge and plunged headfirst...

Tenth floor, this was indeed the tenth floor.

Rand Quance ran to the window sill and looked down.

A completely naked woman was already sprawled in a pool of blood.

Terrified, Rand Quance sat paralyzed on the floor...

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