Trial Of The Senses

Whoever was cruel to the boss in prison.

Sally was the middle leader of a well-known criminal group in the country. What's more, she was sentenced to death and imprisoned in prison. This was a serious crime, and she was capable. Not long after she was put in prison, she suppressed everyone and became the real boss of this prison.

"Sister Sally, you are back!" When Sheila saw her come in, she walked up to her happily and held her arm.

The woman next to her smelled the stink of the toilet. Frowning, Sally covered her nose, got rid of Sheila's hand and went straight to the bed.

"Sister Sally, please sit here."

"Sister Sally..." The others also tried their best to please her. Before she arrived, a big part of the bed had been left for her, waiting for her to rest.

Soon someone came up to rub her shoulders and back.

In order to seek protection, Sheila not only gave most of her money to Sally every month, but also took good care of her. Therefore, as soon as possible, Sheila was shaken off by her. She didn't care about her at all. She walked up to her with a smile and sat down beside her, "Sister Sally, let me massage your shoulders."

"Does you deserve to massage the shoulder of Sister Sally with your dirty hands? Go away! " A female prisoner, who was massaging the shoulders of Sally, kicked Sheila off the bed.

Sheila was suddenly kicked and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!"

"Ha-ha!"

"Hahaha..."

The whole cell was filled with wild laughter. Regardless of the pain on her waist, Sheila wanted to complain to Sally subconsciously. But when she turned to look at her, the woman had already closed her eyes to rest her mind and had no intention of caring about her at all.

'What's going on? What happened? Why is Sally so cold to me?'. As soon as she saw the reaction of Sally, she was completely stunned.

"Sister Sally?" Sheila asked tentatively.

However, she did not respond at all.

"Bitch!" A female prisoner shouted. She was the most bullied person in this cell. Normally, Sheila could also yell at her.

Sheila didn't realize what was going on, and then a cup made of steel was thrown towards her and hit her head. "I'm talking about you. Are you deaf?"

How dare she humiliate her! "Who are you talking about?"

"Don't you know that?" The woman straightened her back and was ready to rush up at any time.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that?" Sheila had never taken this woman seriously. She strode forward and roared back.

Seeing this, Kristin, who had just slapped Sheila, sat up straight and pushed her away. "What's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong with me protecting her? Did you feel itchy on your face again? !"

Sheila was stunned. What happened? What was wrong with everyone? Why did everyone reject her and bully her?

"I think she's just itching. I'll teach her a lesson."

As soon as she finished her words, she slapped on Sheila's face. It was the

appeared. The only person who could come to see her was only Ashley. The life in prison made her desperate and numb, and the visit of this enemy, Ashley, became what she expected the most. The closer the meeting room was, the more excited she was.

However, when they reached the door of the meeting room, the prison guards in front of them did not stop, but continued to walk forward.

"Sir!" Sheila stopped the man in front of her and pointed to a door beside. "Haven't we passed by? Isn't the meeting room here?"

"Cut the crap. Follow me!" The prison guard was impatient.

Sheila didn't dare to ask any more questions and followed the prison guard nervously. After turning two times, the view in front of her was no longer so dim, and the light was no longer the incandescent light without any color. Instead, there was a lot of pale golden sunlight that came in from the window. She looked out of the window at the sunshine, somewhat fascinated.

"Well, here we are. You can go in now."

The prison guard's words drew her attention. Sheila looked at the direction the prison guard motioned. It was an unlocked door. Sheila walked over and gently opened the door with handcuffs. Then, in the room full of golden sunshine, she saw a man looking out of the window.

The setting sun shone on the man's handsome side face, making him like a god descending from the sky, noble and unreachable, handsome and frightening.

Noticing that someone was coming, Jasper turned around and saw Sheila. He nodded and said, "Please have a seat."

Sheila pinched her prison uniform and felt a little embarrassed. She felt so ashamed in front of such a noble man. Lowering her head, she walked to the opposite seat of the man and sat down. There was a wooden table between the two of them. She put her handcuffed hands under the table.

"Do you know why I am here today?" The man asked her.

Embarrassed to look at the man, Sheila just looked at her hand and shook her head.