To people like them who lived a pampered life of luxury, the art of embroidery was completely unfamiliar territory. They had never held a needle at home. If something was damaged, they would just throw it out, so there was no use for needles.

Needles punctured their fingers, and it was frightening to look at.

Out of carelessness, the needle on Emily’s right hand once again pricked her left index finger.

As the stinging pain spread, the last of her patience was gone. She immediately threw the embroidery frame onto the ground, wailing and yelling, “Are we living in ancient times right now?”

“To think handmade embroidery still exists! How would I know how to do it?! Is this torture? I’m a pregnant woman. What merits do they have for torturing me to death?”

“Why did the others get so little handkerchiefs while we get so many? Did that sh*tty Xyla Quest bribe someone?”

“Is Father really going to ignore this? And Brother Sullivan, why is he ignoring me? I’m pregnant with the Sullivan family’s child!”

She was going mad. Ever since she got here, her mother and she had been doing work the whole time like they were the busiest people in the detention center.

of tableware and dozens of clothes.

and an unpleasant group of women. This group of people showed

the officer in charge of the detention center

them once she got out? Didn’t they know she was a young

nagging, I’ll rub your face on the floor and beat you to

you have the guts

here for murder. A murderer will have to die eventually, so do you think I’ll be afraid of you?”

shrunk back as her heartbeat faster. She could not afford to offend

so bad that no one will recognize you! I heard that you’d be getting married once you get out. Do you want to

the others glared at Emily with

it. After a deep breath, she picked up the

She looked at Emily and said, “That’s enough dear, let’s endure

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