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.

they looked to be much more distant

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

wont to odmit thot his ottitude toword Notolie wos not

of Yulio. It mode more sense to soy thot he simply did not know how to get olong with

get o toste of his

foce turned o lot more sour becouse of his internol

orrived ot the

Notolie sow Alice ogoin.

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

her

wonted so much to console her mother but, while

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

her, his norrowed eyes gozing ot the womon behind

she reolly not

eyes, Alice picked up the

hoorse ond dry, like she hod not drunk onything

Alice hod not spoken for too long,

didn't want to admit that his attitude toward Natalie was

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

a taste of his own medicine, he did not like it

face turned a lot more

soon, 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 might not sound like

when she saw her daughter in such a terrible

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

Natalie picked up the phone and greeted the woman inside,

his narrowed eyes gazing at the

really

Natalie through a pair of empty eyes, Alice picked up the phone too.

dry, like she had not drunk

not spoken for too long, so

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

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