301 Jeslyn’s visit to jail

Pink snapped back to reality as she slowly wiped the teardrop from under her right eye with the side of her index finger. 1

Memories of that man are one of the things she didn’t want to ever talk about.

Pink sniffed back her tears as she watched the night city. Jacy’s words played in her mind again and again.

“Yellow, how do you think my daughter would feel after I tell her the truth?” She asked.

“I’m not sure either.” Yellow shook her head and patted Pink’s shoulder. “But you have to tell her,” she concluded.

Pink shut her eyes. Tell Jeslyn? Yes, she would but she’s scared of what Jeslyn would do.

A few weeks had passed and everything seemed to be fine. Pink still couldn’t gather the courage to speak to Jeslyn even though she had seen Jeslyn a few times already.

She had also told Maverick what Diana said and Maverick had doubled the shadow guards around Jeslyn while secretly searching for the person that was sent to Jeslyn but couldn’t find her no matter how hard they tried.

beside Jeslyn in the

her Assistant, and Lolita. Those three ladies have clean backgrounds and nothing seems fishy. Even though that was so, Maverick’s eyes were glued on Jeslyn’s Assistant because, to him, she was likely to be the

Assistant looked innocent and naive,

appearance.

heed Maverick’s advice and go see her father in jail as her mind has been suffering for days, trying to find out why Brian

VJ Cute, Jeslyn arrived at Bluehair Airport with Code 5 and his team. She walked majestically to Maverick’s private plane but before she entered, her

‘Was that not the aircraft she took the other time that got bombed? Why is it-‘

given it the

can you be such a bully, Rex? Won’t those who lost their loved ones in the first F2220 be traumatized when they see this new

exquisite private plane that gave Maverick’s vibe; dark and gloomy interior. Jeslyn shook her head in defeat.

Code 5 with her gaze before she said to

to make changes to this plane or… don’t bother, I can ask for a private plane of my own. I

5 bowed his head

my

husband

to the Columbarium to pay respect to her family before heading

not the visiting days but thanks to money and influence, she was able to enter without a huff from

memories of her stay there flashed through her

the wardeness, the way inmates were stretching out their hands from the bars and trying to drag her to themselves, and the way some were laughing, mocking and

feeling disgusted or angry, a small smile

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