Chapter 32

Grace had not been expecting to come across Lily again so quickly.

Lily looked the same as when Grace had met her for the first time all those years ago.

She was tall and thin in the way only actresses could be. Her skin had a perfect glow. Meticulously applied makeup, haute couture clothes, expensive designer handbag…

She looked every bit the actress and fiancee to one of the richest men in the city.

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If not for either of those things, she was still the only daughter of the Atkinson family and a socialite in her own right.

Even then, when Lily permitted others to rip out her nails, she was still dressed exquisitely. Her expensive and branded clothes stood out in the dark prison.

She looked so radiant and glamorous, then. And now.

It was also this city socialite, highly esteemed by everyone else, who’d made it her goal to see Grace tortured and abused. There was a moment when Grace understood Lily’s plight. Jennifer, Lily’s sister, had died. But it was an accident!

even been close to Jennifer. They were related,

so vengeful, so focused on hating Grace at every turn,

been unrepentant. But that wasn’t the case. She deeply regretted the accident.

was wondering who this is. Isn’t she the perpetrator who killed Jennifer? This sure is karma. I can’t believe she’s now here working

remained silent. She lowered her head and continued to sweep up the rubbish that had fallen around

sister, I’m afraid I would cry bitterly as I knelt down and begged for forgiveness. I can’t believe that some people would

and said, “I’ve already paid the price.” She held the broom in front of her, a

cameras all around the building— it was a government building-bul government officials could be bought, as she’d learned in the course of her trial and when she’d been tricked into delivering

unwarranted accusation and my lawyer

hardships in jail and could only be a sanitation

Annabelle mocked. “You have a shit job. Big deal. You’re alive, aren’t you? While

only three years in prison and you think that’s the price?” Lily asked coldly. “It should’ve been a life for

want now?” Grace retorted calmly. “I’m already living the worst life possible. I have no family. No friendships. Everything I’ve worked for was taken from me. Did you come here to gloat? I can now say that I

the top of Grace’s messy head

woman’s originally dark and long hair had withered and yellowed.

recall the first time she had met Grace and had been surprised by her hands. They were smooth and fair, and the nails

pair of hands were currently not holding a high-quality fountain pen but a rough

your hands have

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