Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 532 "Very well. If you can help me solve my problem, you'll not only make a lot of money... Your prison sentence will be shortened too. We can discuss the details in private later," I told Madison.

Once I was done speaking, I turned and left the room without sparing Madison another glance. Madison's pleas and the guards' whispers combined made quite a ruckus. I ignored all of them and headed outside.

Things were going according to plan. Madison was a pawn that I would make good use of. She was the only one who could help me go up against Murphy so that I could save Zach.

When I got back in my car, I plucked out my phone and called Kevin. He answered my call after a while. "Hello? Evelyn, are you okay? Where did you go? You gave us quite a fright!" he said. I could hear the panic and worry in his voice.

"I'm fine. I just went to the prison."

"The prison?" Kevin gasped. "What were you doing there? Don't tell me that you—"

"You guessed it. I went to look for Madison." I interrupted him calmly. Then, I added. "Kevin, I need your help with something. I want her released on parole as soon as possible."

"What?" Kevin exclaimed. He was probably on the verge of jumping at how ridiculous I sounded. "Have you lost your mind? Isn't Madison your enemy? Aren't you afraid that she'll take revenge on you when she gets released?"

I laughed coldly at his questions. "Madison? Taking revenge on me? She'd get on her knees to beg for forgiveness. Don't worry, because as long as I'm alive, she won't be able to cause trouble anymore."

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where Murphy has gone. I want to know his whereabouts. The more information I

Is he related to this

help me deal with him," I explained. "I want to tear that pretentious mask off his face! And I want him to experience the pain

went silent for quite

before he responded

to worry about that.

that and sighed in relief. Kevin and Lianne were the

would prevail in this

...

next two days, I

the details of Madison's case. My efforts finally paid off, and Madison was given parole. She came to me right after she was released as if she couldn't wait to

she said with a flattering smile. "What do you want me to do? I'll

pointed at the couch before me. "Have a seat. We have all the time in the world

with anxiety. After a while, she slowly and timidly asked, "Ms. Wiley, what do you need help

told her,