The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Since Vivian didn’t lift a finger to save her, she had no choice but to betray her!

The prison guard walked over to the iron bars, took out his baton, and rattled the bars with it.

The sound of metal clashing with metal sounded particularly harsh.

“Shut the fuck up! Look around you. Do you think you can just see anyone you want? Let alone Brandon Larson? Do you really think he has time for someone like you? Behave yourself!”

Allie was about to shout some more when someone hit her on the head with a slipper. Ellen rolled her eyes impatiently.

“You’re making a scene for nothing. No one will want to talk to you like that. Think someone out there can help you get out of here? Dream on. No one will save you. Get back here and massage my feet!”

Allie tightened her grip on the bars. She refused to give up! If Vivian didn’t save her and Brandon thought she was the mastermind, her life would really be over.

“Hey, bitch! Did you hear me?”

Seeing that Allie still said nothing, Ellen jumped off the bed, grabbed Allie’s hair from behind, and spat fiercely, “Don’t ignore me when I’m talking to you! Or else I’ll beat the crap out of you!”

The woman was tall and strong. She easily dragged Allie to the toilet by the hair.

Allie kicked and screamed for help, but everyone else minded their own business and turned a blind eye to her desperate cries.

No one dared to provoke the woman, Ellen Swain, so they could only watch from the sidelines.

“What the fuck are you doing?!”

held Allie’s head over the

even some unflushed droppings floating in the water, emitting a disgusting

dunked it

let go of her and

happens when

to a corner, where she curled into a ball

hair and her eyes were empty and glassy.She didn’t dare to say anything

felt like years in

an eye, Allie suddenly lost all

couldn’t hold on any longer, the prison guard suddenly opened the

could it possibly be? Allie had no idea; she only hoped

inside her chest, Altie followed the prison guard into

she stepped inside, she spotted Vivian sitting there demurely, like the elegant

laced with concern as

do you end up like that? Is someone bullying you in this

down,

dare to say anything. She

I don’t want to stay here for even one more minute. You promised me, Vivian!” The more frantic she grew, the more composed

about that. Let’s talk

grip and sat back in her chair.Allie looked

“You promised you would make sure I was safe even if Brandon found out about this. This is totally different from what

her a faint

A week ago.