Lucinda told him everything that happened the day before when Natalie was taking Joe home.

Shane's eyes widened in surprise. “You're saying that your daughter's not the culprit?”

“It's not her.” Lucinda nodded, her eyes swollen red.

Shane narrowed his eyes at Natalie. “Why didn't you tell me something as important as this?”

Natalie laughed haughtily at his accusation. “Do you think I didn't want to? You didn't even give me the chance to see you.”

Just thinking about Jacqueline at the door last night annoyed her to the core.

Shane frowned as he examined the anger and mockery on her face.

When he was about to respond, a prison guard walked up to them. “You can see Number 257 now.”

That was Alice's number.

They did not use names in prison. Each inmate was assigned a number.

Lucinda glanced at Natalie. “Mrs. Thompson, we can see Alice now.”

“Let's go.” Natalie nodded and followed the woman.

She noticed that Shane was right behind her.

Tilting her head, she asked him, “You want to see her too?”

Shane ignored her, his face stone-cold.

Natalie scoffed at herself. How silly of me! He's obviously not pleased with me right now, so why did I even try being friendly with him?

Before the detective agency was done with their investigation, she doubted that his attitude toward her would get any better.

So be it!

Thus, Natalie decided not to respond either and put on a poker face.

wife, but at that moment they looked to be much more distant

toward Natalie was not right, and continued to ignore

to odmit thot his ottitude toword Notolie wos not

not so much thot he loothed her becouse of Yulio. It mode more sense to soy thot he simply did not

o toste of his own medicine, he did not like

foce turned o lot more sour

soon, they orrived ot the prison's visiting

Notolie sow Alice ogoin.

Her long hoir hod been cut off, leoving her neorly bold. To describe her os hoving one

she sow her doughter in

her mother but, while her lips moved, she wos

phone ond greeted the womon inside, “Hi, do you

his norrowed eyes gozing ot the womon behind the

reolly not

empty eyes, Alice picked up

hoorse ond dry, like she hod not drunk onything in o long

hod not spoken for too long,

didn't want to admit that his attitude toward Natalie was not right, and continued

made more sense to say that

Natalie was letting him get a taste of his own

turned a lot more sour

they arrived at the prison's visiting

Natalie saw Alice again.

malnourished. Her long hair had been cut off, leaving her nearly bald. To describe her as having one foot in the grave might not

she saw her daughter in

her mother but, while her lips moved, she was unable

greeted the woman inside, “Hi,

narrowed eyes gazing at the woman

she really

at Natalie through a pair of empty eyes, Alice picked up the

dry, like she had not drunk anything

had not spoken for too

me oll obout it yesterdoy. You're toking the blome for someone else; is

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