Blackstone Code Chapter 839: Shocked…
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"Good afternoon, Lynch!"
Ms. Tracey walked into Lynch's house wearing a beautiful fur coat.
I don't know what kind of animal fur it is made of, it looks so smooth that you can imagine the smoothness of the hand stroking it on its surface without touching it.
With a black collar and golden brown shiny fur, the price of this coat is not cheap, and many people may work for a lifetime and may not be able to afford it.
But it's just one of Ms. Tracey's many winter outfits that will probably be phased out in two years.
Giving it to the maids, servants at home, or to those relatives in the countryside, this is also a good way to use waste.
It not only disposes of those things that have no continued meaning, but also makes people realize their generosity and kindness, which is even more propaganda for Ms. Tracy, who is devoted to public welfare.
Caring people are also generous.
She took off her hat and handed it to the entourage behind her, who was also a woman, about 30 years old, with a mature figure, and her face had completely faded away.
"When you called me I immediately dismissed all the following work, you have to show me what a good thing you can't wait to show me!"
Before Lynch called her, she should have gone to the orphanage for activities in the afternoon. There are many donations from the society, some of which are used to improve the living environment of women in the orphanage.
The Women's Rights Defenders Association itself does not have the ability to operate. It is not a for-profit organization. Its main income depends on some local policy grants and donations from well-meaning people in the society.
There must be a reason to donate. For example, the charitable donations organized by the President's wife before, she will use the funds raised to improve the medical conditions of abandoned babies, so that they have more chances to survive.
The Women's Rights Association also has many donation projects under different names, and improving the living conditions of girls in welfare institutions is one of them.
Actually sometimes it sounds... unbelievable, if someone says that a sum of money is dedicated to improving the lives of boys, there will immediately be people from feminist organizations who will jump out and point their noses and yell, "Fuck you. It's sexism, you're discriminating against women."
But when they did it themselves, no one accused them of doing it wrong, which may have something to do with the lack of a male rights advocates association in the federation.
This also reflects another problem. If you don't fight, you can't wait for the benefits. Only when you fight and fight, people can't help but give you something, whether they want it or not in the first place.
Unfortunately, today's trip was interrupted by a phone call from Lynch.
"You'll see later, please sit down for a while!"
After Ms. Tracy sat down, she noticed the maid working next to her and shook her head.
She thinks the girl's uniform skirt is too short, and it's not a good practice to let people see her **** if she just bends down to do some work.
What Ms. Tracy, who has never worked hard for her own life, likes to say most is to let those women not only maintain their self-esteem and self-love, but also work hard to change the society.
She must be taking a shortcut to seduce Lynch, what a shameless girl!
As a matter of course, Ms. Tracy does not think that the maid's skirt is too short as Lynch's request. With Lynch's wealth, status, and power, he can enjoy most of the women in the world, and there is no need to embarrass a woman. commission.
It only means that this maid wants to seduce him!
After Ms. Tracey's assistant placed her coats and accessories, she walked to and stood behind Ms. Tracey.
Not long after, Lynch walked over with the teenage girl.
The girl was wearing only a looser and fatter men's top. She was not very tall, and the hem of the dress was just above her knees.
Ms. Tracey frowned slightly when she saw the girl, partly because she didn't look like a Commonwealth.
Although the Federation is also a multi-racial group, it still reflects some unique performances of the Federation people in the evolution of the past two or three hundred years.
For example, their hair, skin color, height and posture, etc.
This girl is thin and small, with a darker complexion, and is definitely not a Commonwealth.
Ms. Tracey's attention quickly shifted from her appearance to the bruises and scars on her exposed skin.
"What's wrong with her?" Ms. Tracy asked with some doubts.
She knows that some rich people like to abuse the opposite **** or the same kind, and there are even rumors that the top officials of the Federation keep some slaves for entertainment, but she does not think that the wounds on this girl are caused by Lynch.
How could Lynch, such a gentle and polite person, do such a thing?
Someone else must have done it, Lynch just wanted to help the girl.
Lynch walked to the edge of the sofa, looked at the girl, smiled and nodded slightly.
The girl immediately took off the dress and was completely naked in front of Ms. Tracy.
It may be because of shame, or it may be because of other reasons, such as the temperature here is colder than the bedroom, after all, Ms. Tracy just opened the door.
In short, she had a layer of goose bumps on her body, which made her skin more three-dimensional and textured. The tightened skin also closed some wounds, and the unhealed wounds were squeezed outward.
"My God!" Ms. Tracey exclaimed, "What's wrong with her, who did such a thing?"
Neither seem to realize that it would be rude to let a girl strip in the presence of a stranger or even a man, and both of them quickly enter their roles.
"She is the fiancée of Mike's brother in the Scott massacre we've been talking about all this time. She just came of age."
"Mike's family had all died in that tragedy, and she, as the only female survivor, had been subjected to inhuman abuse."
"As a Commonwealth, I love this country and everything in it."
"When I knew there was still life, I rescued her..."
Lynch said these words without growling, roaring, hysterical or powerful body language.
He sat on the sofa, took Ms. Tracey's hand, and said these words with a calm but breathless force.
"Please help her, Ms. Tracey, now only you can do this in the entire Commonwealth!"
Ms. Tracy nodded sadly. How could she not know the things that have been hotly debated recently, she agreed to it without any hesitation, "I will, Lynch, you really are A kind and kind young man."
Lynch smiled shyly, "When I was very poor, I didn't have the ability to change the society, I didn't have the ability to do something."
"Now that I have the ability, I want to do something for this society, for this country, and for the last moral bottom line of human beings to the best of my ability."
"Probably not much, but I'll keep doing it."
Ms. Tracy shook Lynch's hand firmly, what a good thing to say, really worthy of being a handsome, gentle and kind good boy.
She turned to look at the girl and beckoned, "Come to me, child..."
The girl came over, and Ms. Tracy looked closely at the scars on her body, some of which became lighter in color, while others did not heal.
"How did this happen?" she asked, stroking one of the wounds.
The girl's face turned pale and red, "They bit..."
"They?" Ms. Tracy's voice rose slightly.
The girl nodded indifferently, "Yes, I don't know who did it, they've been abusing me."
"What a poor baby, can you turn around?"
The girl turned without any hesitation, revealing more scars on her back.
There are marks from whips, burn marks from cigarette butts, some cuts made by knives, and some small holes, which seem to be left after being pierced with something.
Anyway, she's covered in injuries, and she's a toy that's about to break.
Ms. Tracy raised her hand and scratched up her lower eyelid, then raised her head slightly, "It's horrible, give her a dress!"
The tone of this command was obviously not addressed to Lynch. Lynch looked at the maid, who took Ms. Tracy's assistant to the second floor.
There are some of Penny's clothes on the second floor. If she is in Bupen, she will come here to live, so sometimes some clothes will be left here and not taken away.
Anyway, for Penny, finding it means losing it, and losing it means you can buy new clothes, and she doesn't care where those clothes go.
The girl who had been wearing red fruit for a long time finally put on her clothes, and she seemed relieved.
Ms. Tracey stroked her hair and said softly, "I'll let the world know what happened to you, but it may be a little embarrassing because you want more people to see your wounds."
"Of course, we'll cover those private parts..."
The girl looked at Lynch, who nodded, "Ms. Tracy is one of the most influential women's rights defenders in the Federation. You are Mike's brother's fiancee, and you can also be said to be a member of our Federation."
"You want to avenge Mike's brother, you have to make it clear that those terrible things did happen~IndoMTL.com~ Do you understand what I mean?"
The girl didn't speak, but judging from her expression and attitude, she understood what Lynch meant.
Yes, in just one night, the girl changed from a girl who originally planned to tie Mike's brother to get a ferry ticket to Mike's brother's fiancee.
Don't care if Mike's younger brother is married in China, he may be a liar, but he's dead, leaving behind this little man who has suffered.
Do you still have to care about the unimportant things at this time and hurt her further?
No, it won't.
The Commonwealth will not agree!
Only when we sympathize with the weak do we feel that we are not pitiful!
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