The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1918

"You don't need to say that." Gregory turned around and decisively walked out of the door. "I've already made a mistake once. I won't allow myself to make it again!"

Bethany was locked up with a group of vicious female criminals in jail. She slept on a hard cardboard bed and ate food that was not even fit for pigs. Her days were worse than they were when she was in Meridan.

After the incident, Gregory sent a lawyer to meet her once. The lawyer had patted his chest and promised that he would get her sent to the hospital under the guise of medical parole in three days. She would be admitted to a VIP ward and leave this dirty, smelly lair.

At first, Bethany was meek and timid, but after receiving this news, she immediately regained her arrogance, putting on airs as a wealthy heiress in the cell.

But none of the prisoners here cared about her status and had long been pissed off by her. They verbally and physically abused her from morning to night, forced her to scrub the toilet, and used dirty water mixed with urine and feces to wash her face.

"Fucking bitch! You're already in a place like this, but you still want to act high and mighty. Do you need to be taught a lesson?!"

Two female prisoners held Bethany's arms, forcing her to kneel on the ground. The head cellmate kicked her forehead, leaving a black shoe print on her bare forehead.

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Bethany twisted and struggled, craning her neck. "I am Bethany Salvador, the daughter of the Salvador family! Gregory Salvador is my dad! How dare you bully me... I'll kill all of you when I get out! All of you!"

"If you're Gregory Salvador's daughter, I can claim to be his mother!" The female head kicked her again, making everyone burst into laughter.

Bethany viciously bared her teeth, like a dog that has been pissed off. One might fear getting bit by her.

At this moment, the cell's door opened.

"Bethany Salvador, you have a visitor!"

Bethany hurriedly crawled up from the ground, her eyes lighting up.

"Hahaha! I'm about to get out! Just wait, you bunch of lowlifes. I'll deal with each and every one of you!"

Bethany, dressed in prison clothing, was brought to the visitor's room.

"Dad! Dad, you're finally here!"

Behind the glass window, Bethany looked at Gregory, who was sitting outside with cold eyes.

She cried her heart out, struggling to catch her breath. "Dad! Look... Look how badly I've been beaten! Those prisoners bullied me day and night, making me clean the toilet and even forcing me to drink urine! Oh... They also insulted you! Dad... How could you bear to let your daughter live like this? Please get me out of here!"

However, Gregory merely looked at her with a cold gaze, not uttering a word.

Instead, Paul, standing beside him, said slowly, "You should have known it would come to this. It's your

sins, for your evil heart, trying to get rid of your own sister."

"What does it have to do with me?!" Even now, Bethany showed no remorse and argued, "It was Zoe's idea from the start! She should face retribution, but she wants to drag an innocent person like me down! I was threatened and forced by her!"

Paul sneered. "You gave Ms. Carrie's mental diagnosis report to the Hoffman family and teamed up with those scumbags to bully her. Did Zoe force you to do so too?"