Spoil My Sweet Window

Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire Chapter 872

The detention center was very different from the prison. Because of its temporary nature, the criminals were not divided according to their crimes. There were people who robbed, killed, and did drug trafficking in a detention room. There were all kinds of bad people mixed together, which was much more chaotic than the prison.

Crystal followed the staff and slowly walked to the door of the last cell. The staff opened the door and said to Crystal, “Go in.”

Crystal thanked him softly and saw that there were already six people inside. They were either standing or squatting in a corner, sizing her up.

After the staff told them not to bully the newcomer, they left. Crystal stood at the door. She was not curious about her prison friends at all. She slowly walked to the side of the empty bed. A woman in her 40s or 50s asked loudly, “Hey, little girl, why did you come in?”

Crystal didn’t say anything-she couldn’t say anything even if she wanted to. There shouldn’t be anyone here who could understand lip language, and her writing board had been confiscated.

been ignored, the woman was a little angry. She walked to Crystal’s bed and kicked it. “Hey, didn’t you hear

could not speak. The woman was stunned.

sat down casually beside Crystal. “From the looks of

her eyes wearily

to serve the mistress. Even if I would have to be locked up, I would send them to hell.” Crystal was lying on a hard bed. She might have been too tired recently and could not rest well. She was always very tired and it was difficult for her to concentrate. Her body had

stopped talking and said to herself, “This little

of her daughter, who was only two or three years younger than Crystal. She did not know

sighed, pulled the quilt aside, and put it on Crystal. She looked back at the others and

and those who should not be provoked were drug dealers. They were