The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"You don't need to say that." Gregory turned around and decisively walked out of the door. "I've already made a mistake once. I won't allow myself to make it again!"

Bethany was locked up with a group of vicious female criminals in jail. She slept on a hard cardboard bed and ate food that was not even fit for pigs. Her days were worse than they were when she was in Meridan.

After the incident, Gregory sent a lawyer to meet her once. The lawyer had patted his chest and promised that he would get her sent to the hospital under the guise of medical parole in three days. She would be admitted to a VIP ward and leave this dirty, smelly lair.

At first, Bethany was meek and timid, but after receiving this news, she immediately regained her arrogance, putting on airs as a wealthy heiress in the cell.

But none of the prisoners here cared about her status and had long been pissed off by her. They verbally and physically abused her from morning to night, forced her to scrub the toilet, and used dirty water mixed with urine and feces to wash her face.

"Fucking bitch! You're already in a place like this, but you still want to act high and mighty. Do you need to be taught a lesson?!"

Two female prisoners held Bethany's arms, forcing her to kneel on the ground. The head cellmate kicked her forehead, leaving a black shoe print on her bare forehead.

dare you hit me... Do you

neck. "I am Bethany Salvador, the daughter of the Salvador family! Gregory Salvador is my dad! How dare you bully me... I'll kill all of you when

daughter, I can claim to be his mother!" The female head

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the ground, her eyes lighting

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Dad, you're finally

looked at Gregory, who was sitting

toilet and even forcing me to drink urine! Oh... They also insulted you! Dad... How could you bear to let your live like this?