The Department of Justice, where Axel worked, had officially received Christopher's case. Once the court accepted the case, they were expected to deliver the verdict within two months. Without any unexpected developments, the death penalty seemed inevitable.

On a gloomy day with a steady drizzle, a woman in a white lab coat and high heels walked calmly to the entrance of the detention center.

She held a black umbrella to shield herself from the rain.

"Dr. Amaryllis, we really appreciate you coming here despite the rain." The warden greeted her with a smile.

Lifting her umbrella, Clarice revealed her serene and elegant face and responded with a faint smile.

"Even prisoners deserve their rights. As a doctor, my duty is to heal patients, regardless of who they are."

The warden quickly agreed. "You're absolutely right."

With a slight curve of her eyes and a subtle tone, Clarice added, "Organizing a free clinic for the prisoners shows that you're a kind-hearted man, Warden."

Bella, Christopher surprisingly slept well for

gold-rimmed glasses. So he

no longer necessary since he was no longer the esteemed Chairman Iverson. He was merely a condemned man awaiting his sentence. Christopher no longer needed

his cell block were called one by one for a medical check-up until it

and through winding corridors until a guard brought him into

door creaked shut

desk lamp illuminated the entire room, casting a cold,

narrowed his

been a

the desk and turned to face Christopher. A faint, mocking smile played on

Christopher's spine stiffened, and his heart sank heavily

out a soft, derisive chuckle. "What's with that look? I've gone through all the trouble of coming here. I've seen all the stinky inmates just so I can see

rasped hoarsely.

She paused for a moment before bursting into a

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