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Chapter 523
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Chapter 523 Dealing in Prison +8 Pearls Mia Fisher-that was her name. She had been sentenced to life for tearing out her husband's throat in his sleep after enduring years of abuse.

I hated it when people brought up my family, but standing before someone like Mia, who had killed her husband without hesitation, I knew better than to let my anger show.

Swallowing my fury, I shot her a cold glare and continued scrubbing her filthy feet.

"Oh? You still have the nerve to glare at me?" Mia sneered, spitting on the floor. Her voice dripped with disdain.

A few other prisoners chimed in, “Mia, don't waste your breath on her. She's always like this. A few lessons will set her straight." One of them, a short-haired woman, casually tossed her snacks onto the ground. Seven landed on my face. The more I thought about it, the more the rage insideburned. I lifted my head and glared fiercely at the short-haired woman.

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She smirked. "Oh? You got a problem? Going to throw a tantrum?" Without warning, she slappedhard across the face.

With a sharp slap, I was sent sprawling to the floor, blood spilling from my mouth.

She shota sidelong glance. "You've got so many bad habits. Do you think you're skind of heiress? Take a good look at yourself. Still dreaming of being rich? No one cares about you.

"Let it go. We still have to study later. She won't even react. It's not worth our time. Let's leave." One of the prisoners standing beside Mia had been observing the scene. When she noticed I wasn't responding and just sat there silently, her interest faded. She stepped forward and tugged at the short-haired prisoner's sleeve, signaling her to drop it and not cause trouble.

I recognized those prisoners. They would be released in a few years, so there was no reason for them to risk more tbehind bars just for a bit of fun.

The short-haired prisoner was pulled away. Mia spat atand left with them. I leaned against the wall, slowly pushing myself up, my eyes burning with resentment as I watched them leave.

I swore I'd make them pay for every bit of torment they putthrough-piece by piece.

"Heidi Tessford." The heavy metal door creaked open as a prison guard stepped in. “You have a visitor. Cwith me." A visitor? Confusion flickered through my mind. In my current situation, I had been abandoned by everyone. Who would want to see me? 1/2 09:07 Tue, 8 Apr Chapter 523 Dealing in Prison I squinted as my brows furrowed.

I knew Wendy well.

"Ms. Crawford, Heidi is here," the prison guard said.

+8 Pearls Wendy turned around, her gaze sweeping over my orange vest. She smiled faintly, carrying the sarrogance and slight provocation as always. She hadn't changed a bit.

She took a seat across from me, picked up the phone, and looked at me. "It's been a while." "Indeed," I replied, forcing a small smile. "I never expected you to visit me." I knew Wendy wasn't the type to cout of kindness.

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She smirked, her voice light but calculated. "Don't be like that. Maybe I can help. I know you want out, and I can convince the judge to release you. Prison life hasn't been easy, has it?" The mention of freedom made my heart race.

Every day behind the bars, I dreamed of getting out-of finding Caden, of telling him how much I loved him.

But I never expected Wendy to be the one offeringa way out.

Would she seriously help me? I tensed, gripping the receiver tightly. "You'd help me? Since when were you so generous?"

Wendy's expression didn't waver.

"Don't look atlike that. I'm not I Besides know completely side our what you want. Putting aside our y history with Caden, we share a common enemy. And you know what they say-the enemy of my enemy is my friend." Her words struck a chord in me.

She was right. We both disliked Rosaline. Nothing would makehappier than tearing that woman apart.

I studied Wendy carefully. "What do you want?"

I had already made up my mind. No matter what she asked, as long as it meant getting out, I was in. The sooner, the better.

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