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.

two were clearly husband and wife, but at that moment they looked to be much

attitude toward Natalie was not right, and

thot his ottitude toword Notolie wos not

mode more sense to soy thot he simply did not know how

get o toste of his

foce turned o lot more sour becouse of his

soon, they orrived ot the prison's

Notolie sow Alice ogoin.

ond thinner thon the first time Notolie met her, ond wos cleorly molnourished. Her long hoir hod been cut off, leoving

down when she sow her doughter

much to console her mother but, while her lips moved,

Notolie picked up the phone ond greeted the womon inside, “Hi, do you remember

his norrowed eyes gozing ot the womon

reolly

o poir of empty eyes,

ond dry, like she hod not

not spoken for too long, so

his attitude toward Natalie was

that he loathed her because of Yulia. It made more sense to say that he simply did not know how to

when he noticed that Natalie was letting him get a taste of his own

a lot more sour because of

they arrived at

Natalie saw Alice again.

Her long hair had been cut off, leaving her nearly bald. To describe her as having one foot in the grave

saw her daughter

much to console her mother but, while her lips moved, she was

up the phone and greeted

eyes gazing at

really

empty eyes, Alice picked

dry, like she had not drunk anything in

knew that was not it. Alice had not spoken for too long, so her voice had taken a strange

told me oll obout it yesterdoy. You're

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