Chapter 279

The iron gates of the prison slid open from both sides.

Carla stepped out, her clothes threadbare, her face pale and drawn. Clutched in her hand was a canvas bag so worn it looked like it might fall apart at any

moment.

Not far away, a car waited, its horn blaring impatiently.

A moment later, Pearl Vaughan pulled the car up right in front of her, lowered the window, and barked, "Get in."

Carla's eyes, dull with exhaustion, flickered with a brief spark when she recognized Pearl.

She rubbed her hands together nervously, then carefully opened the car door and climbed inside.

"Pearl, what are you doing here?"

Carla settled in, Pearl caught a whiff of something unpleasant in the air. Maybe she was imagining it, but the stench seemed

look of distaste flashed across Pearl's face. She couldn't help herself. "Didn't

mean to. Let me clean up-"

exasperated sigh.

need Carla to get rid of Isadora, she would never have come to pick her up. The

for her usual allowance, expecting things to

survive on so little in her life. It wasn't even enough to cover her

to learn that Isadora had

that of any ordinary person. No more spa days, no

out of the picture, Richard and Prescott could regain control of the Vaughan Group, and Pearl would be welcomed home-back to the

by a deserted riverbank, beneath a highway overpass. A handful of homeless people huddled in the shadows beneath

Pearl got out first.

seat. She'd just been released from prison, penniless and with nowhere to go. She'd hoped Pearl would take her somewhere for a hot meal, maybe even arrange a

Pearl had brought

was enough. And Pearl coming to see her was

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