The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

In Barnes’ Prison.

There were a few people on the open-air training grounds. The prison guards each wielded an electric baton, and the sound of their leather boots stepping on the ground was particularly heavy. The prisoners were all dressed in orange jumpsuits. They would look at the dazzling sky, but the serious glares of the prison guards would soon force them to lower their heads.

Jeff’s hair had been shaved to a buzz cut. A bulky man stood behind him, constantly rubbing his bald head with a smug smile. “This guy’s head is like a pickled egg!”

Hearing this, the inmates around all burst into laughter. The bulky man gave a signal, and several inmates moved to block the sight of the prison guards, while others dragged Jeff into a cramped corner.

“Take off your pants!” A man with a tattoo of a scorpion on his face shoved Jeff to the corner and stepped on his bald head. “You should know what’s good for you.”

Of course this prison was full of criminals—some of which were gay.

Jeff’s face fell in horror.

Even though he grew up in a poor family, Eva had always spoiled him. He couldn’t even stand working in the laundry, let alone being bullied like this.

knees and burst into tears, snot running down his nose. He had never been humiliated like

to his pleas and began to take off their pants. Just then, a prison guard shouted in the distance, “Jeff

life depended on it. He thought that his parents had come to

beautiful short-haired woman sitting on the opposite side

the phone and asked, “Who

tone. “I’m a… ‘friend’ of Janet’s. I came here on her behalf to

instantly hardened and he was

now, he knew better than to mess

yourself. You’ve offended the Whites. Count yourself lucky they didn’t take your life.” With contempt in

alive!” Jeff was so angry

prison guard next to him immediately subdued him. “Hey! Get down

of you in this prison. You stupid idiot, you should really think about who you’ve offended. I doubt you’ll make

was so furious that

had been festering for a while now. In his eyes, he had done nothing wrong