Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1616: I am... free.

Prison had always been a wicked place, even for the vilest and bravest felons. What more for innocent people who were wrongfully accused?

It took a lot of guts to defy the set of laws that governed these walls. So, many others chose to practically worship those already in power. But that even came at a cost. Since Cassandra had barely adapted to the prison's ways, she had no one to protect her.

And with the inmate dawdling, what she was here for only meant one thing: trouble.

"I—I..." she stuttered, her entire body shaking uncontrollably as she feared what would happen next.

Seeing her pale, the inmate chuckled. She took another step forward, feeling something hidden at her side. However, before she could pull it out and give Cassandra a taste of real pain, she spotted an approaching officer.

"Hey! What's going on over there?!"

The inmate quickly raised her hands and took a casual step back. "Nothing, Chief! Just talking with our new friend here!"

"Stop grouping like that!" the officer yelled, stopping near the fences. "Go!"

The three inmates nodded and complied, even if everyone knew they loathed the officers. They still followed orders, albeit mockingly. As they walked away, they gave Cassandra a knowing look and smirked.

Seeing this, Cassandra's breath hitched.

She had just been warned.

She gulped, unable to imagine what her life would be like in just a few minutes. The mere thought scared her, making her knees buckle as her complexion turned pale.

It's over for me, she thought. They're going to kill me. freewebnovel.com

her out of her thoughts. "What are you doing?" Slowly, Cassandra looked back at the irritable officer. Her lips parted, tempted to beg for help, to tell her that the inmate had just threatened her. But her words caught in her throat

would only speed

twisted, and all hope evaporated. The corners of her eyes turned red as restrained

broken away from the group earlier. She tilted her head while the officer

asked to

as soon

information, the officers knew every inmate's profile. So, it didn't take long for her to

firm, and she had no choice

her baton and scraped it against the wire fence. The loud noise jolted Cassandra out of her daze. "Y-yes?"

her tongue, then motioned to the other

"Huh?"

to repeat myself again and again?" The officer's tone

to the other officer, who motioned for her to head back to the building. A part of her didn't want

this was a place that gave little to no choice for someone

the end, despite her

was asking her to return inside. Her thoughts grew increasingly negative. But the officer, who was leading her, finally

an early

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joke-a sick joke the officers were playing on her. Perhaps they were paid to do this, only to take her to another. place of torture. But then, they tossed her into the bathroom to shower and change, cuffed her again, and led her

another round of strip searches and security

felt some hope at that point, but she didn't. Even when she went through all those procedures, changed clothes, and had final interviews, she still didn't believe

at the last

Grace.

stared at

the latter just stood