Chapter 32

Grace had not been expecting to come across Lily again so quickly.

Lily looked the same as when Grace had met her for the first time all those years ago.

She was tall and thin in the way only actresses could be. Her skin had a perfect glow. Meticulously applied makeup, haute couture clothes, expensive designer handbag…

She looked every bit the actress and fiancee to one of the richest men in the city.

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If not for either of those things, she was still the only daughter of the Atkinson family and a socialite in her own right.

Even then, when Lily permitted others to rip out her nails, she was still dressed exquisitely. Her expensive and branded clothes stood out in the dark prison.

She looked so radiant and glamorous, then. And now.

It was also this city socialite, highly esteemed by everyone else, who’d made it her goal to see Grace tortured and abused. There was a moment when Grace understood Lily’s plight. Jennifer, Lily’s sister, had died. But it was an accident!

been close to Jennifer. They were related, but

be so vengeful, so focused on hating Grace at every

been unrepentant. But that wasn’t the case. She deeply regretted the

Grace and immediately sneered. “I was wondering who this is. Isn’t she the perpetrator who

and she remained silent. She lowered her head and continued to sweep up the rubbish that had fallen

would cry bitterly as I knelt down and begged for forgiveness. I can’t believe that some people would see it as not a big deal,”

slowly raised her head. She looked at the two of them and said, “I’ve already paid the price.” She held the broom in front of her, a physical barrier to encourage these two women to keep their distance.

bought, as she’d learned in

an unwarranted accusation and my lawyer license was suspended. I

and could only be a sanitation worker

Big deal. You’re alive, aren’t

in prison and you think that’s the price?” Lily asked coldly. “It should’ve been a life

you want now?” Grace retorted calmly. “I’m already living the worst life possible. I have no family. No friendships. Everything I’ve worked for was taken from me. Did you come here to gloat? I can now say that I have nothing

from the top of Grace’s messy head to

three years’ time, the woman’s originally dark and long hair had withered and

time she had met Grace and had been surprised by her hands. They were smooth and fair, and the nails were meticulously manicured. They had seemed even prettier when holding a pen.

hands were currently not holding a high-quality fountain pen but

your hands have not been completely crippled!”

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