Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 353 No One to Her Rescue

Emelle couldn’t help but find the situation laughable. She turned to Ashley and asked, “How serious is the sentence for inciting others to commit gang rape, even if It was just an attempt?”

Ashley replied, “It the evidence is solid, it’s three to ten years.”

Emelie’s face grew even paler. She finally understood why Elena had said she wanted her in prison.

A cold wind had blown through the night, and even in the windowless meeting room, Emelie telt the chill seeping into her bones.

Ashley was usually straightforward in handling cases.

When she noticed Emelle’s distress, she softened her tone, saying. “That’s assuming the evidence is solid. Though your fingerprints are on the money, our law places more weight on evidence than on confessions. A single piece of evidence is not enough to convict. Don’t worry too much y

A glimmer of hope sparked in Emelie’s eyes. “They must know this too. They’ll try to provide more evidence to nail me.”

Ashley nodded. “Exactly. The more fake evidence they create, the more chances we have to find loopholes.”

The more loopholes there were, the more advantageous it would be to defend Emelie or to counter–sue them.

Tyet,”

keep trying. Leave it to me,” Ashley reassured her. Emelie sighed. “Don’t let my

“okay

center. It was a large communal cell, and her spot was in the comer. She sat against the wall, burying

produce more “evidence,” and they would find flaws. She believed she would eventually be

was one thing, living in fear was another. She couldn’t calm

so cold there.

considered it

to annoy her. Little did she expect that Elena was capable of such nuthless

it ironic that she had been worried about Elena’s reaction to the

staring at the ceiling. Hereyes were red

in the detention center was notoriously poor. Both lunch and dinner consisted of bread and bean stew. The bread wasn’t like the kind outside; it was dry and hard to swallow without water.

lunch. By evening, her stomach was hurting, but she reluctantly took

almost sour. She couldn’t stomach

provided, nor did she want to. However, lier

force down another bite, she choked on it. The taste overwhelmed her, and she vomited again.

her retching didn’t

then don’t You think this place

desire to argue with them, nor did she possess the strength to. Her stomach twisted painfully. Her face grew pale, and her lips were drained of color. Cold sweat began