The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella shook her head and said, "She knows who you are, Steve. It will only create trouble if she sees you, so let's wait and see what happens."

Inside the prison, Clarice was welcomed personally by the warden, who escorted her to the section holding inmates with mental illnesses.

"I've already isolated him. A few days ago, he acted up and even approached Attorney Lovett, claiming he needed legal assistance. Can you believe that? He must be really crazy! The warden smirked, his tone ingratiating as if fishing for praise.

"He's mentally ill after all. It's normal," Clarice replied indifferently.

She paused at the cell door, listening to the gut-wrenching screams of a man inside. Her lips curled into a cold smile. Reaching into her lab coat, she pulled out a bank card and handed it to the warden. "You've worked hard. This is your share.

The warden eagerly accepted it, thanking her profusely before leaving.

Clarice's expression darkened as she pushed open the door.

The dimly lit cell reeked of dampness and rot. In the corner, a dirty bed was the backdrop for the chaos unfolding. Two medical staff restrained a man thrashing violently.

ear-piercing howls made Clarice wince, forcing her to cover her

with a strong sedative, the man

sharply against the concrete floor. Donning

struggled to form words, his

her voice dripping with contempt. "You're sick, and I'm here to treat you.' "I'm... Not sick... I'm not crazy... I

Would any of those that end up

pulled a syringe from her pocket and deftly injected the contents into his vein. "Ahhh-!" The man convulsed violently, his eyes bloodshot, his body writhing in

the medical staff coldly. "The inmate is experiencing acute organ failure and requires

hour passed, and Clarice

go in now, but avoid Clarice at all costs. Say you're

an "okay" sign and swiftly exited the car, heading toward the prison

later, he returned, his expression a mix of confusion and

Bella, Jonah Ziegler isn't in the

Bella straightened,