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.

socialite, highly esteemed by everyone else, who’d made it her goal to see Grace tortured and abused.

close to Jennifer.

be so vengeful, so focused on hating Grace at every turn, even years later, it

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

accompanying Lily, also noticed Grace and immediately sneered. “I 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 as a

lowered her head and continued to sweep up the rubbish

I would cry bitterly as I knelt down and begged for forgiveness. I can’t

the price.” She held the broom in front of her, a physical barrier to encourage these two women to keep

surveillance 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

was incarcerated for three years over an unwarranted accusation and my

in jail and could only be a sanitation worker

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

you’ve paid the price? It was only three years in prison and you think that’s the price?” Lily asked coldly.

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

messy head to the bottom cuffs of her neon orange

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