The iron grille door slammed shut.
After being interrogated, Luna was forced to put on a prison jumpsuit and shoved into the women's cell.
Luna slumped on the ground weakly and could not find the strength to stand up.
The cell was so dark that she could not make out anyone's face at all.
"Hey, there's a newbie." All of a sudden, a few taunting voices rang out from all around her.
"She looks young and quite pretty too!"
"Celia, come look at this. You're finally not a newbie anymore."
Luna’s entire body stiffened when she heard this familiar name.
She lifted her head and came face to face with Celia's cold stare.
Celia was perched on one of the beds next to her, and she swept her cold gaze over Luna’s pale face. "You're i n jail, too?"
Luna bit down on her lip but did not reply.
The woman standing in front of Luna glanced at Celia. "Do you know her?"
"Do I know her?" Celia stood up and fixated her frosty gaze on Luna's face. "I wouldn't even be here if it weren't for her! She has a pretty face but a demon's heart!
"It's all because of her, her children, Joshua Lynch and Granny Lynch, that my family won't be able to inherit the Lynch family fortune!"
As soon as they heard this, some of the inmates sneered at Luna, and some of them immediately walked over and placed their dirty hands all over her face.
"What a beautiful face. I wonder if it'll be just as pretty with wounds and injuries all over it."
"What are you in for, gorgeous?"
"Why don’t you help us clean the bathroom? If you refuse, you’ll have to lick the entire bathroom clean...”
Luna, who had been slumped on the floor, propped herself up weakly when she heard the inmates' taunts and jeers.
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