My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 778 I Want To See Brandon

Allie, pale as a ghost, slowly shook her head in disbelief.

"Bullshit! I just made a small mistake, that's all! The Larson Group wouldn't kill me over something so trivial, would they?"

She almost blurted out the fact that she had a powerful backer.

The second she was released from this place, Vivian would send someone to come pick her up.

Ellen eyed her with disgust and spat out the toothpick in her mouth.

"I don't give a fuck if you don't believe me.I'm not the one who's going to die.Since you've been massaging my feet over the past few days, out of the goodness of my heart, I'll let you in on a secret.You were sent here by the Larson Group and you know how ruthless Brandon Larson can be.Do you really think he'll let you go so easily?"

Hearing this, Allie was scared out of her wits.She staggered over to the door and cried through the iron railings, "Sir, can you lend me your phone? I need to call someone! It's urgent!"

The prison guard outside did nothing but glance at her as though she was an annoying fly.

lower lip trembled.It had been several days

that

felt that she might've been made scapegoat for Vivian! "I need to see

Allie kept yelling.

didn't lift a finger to save her, she had no choice but to betray her! The prison guard was

sound of metal clashing with

anyone you want? Let alone Brandon Larson? Do you

shout some more when someone hit her on

to you like that.Think someone out there can help you get

on the bars.She refused to give up! If Vivian didn't save her and Brandon thought

bitch! Did you

hair from behind, and spat fiercely, "Don't ignore me when I'm talking to you! Or else I'll beat the crap

dragged Allie to the toilet by the

minded their own business

dared to provoke the woman, Ellen Swain, so they could only watch

the fuck