The woman kicked Aurora’s leg harshly. Get over there and clean the toilet, or you’ll regret it!
Both Angie and Aurora had been deliberately placed in this cell, which was filled with troublemakers. They weren’t easy to deal with and would bully the new inmates.
Aurora swallowed nervously and slowly got up from the ground. What…what should I do?
She couldn’t fight against them; for now, she had to submit. She had to find a way to escape.
The child in her belly was her lifeline, and there was also the mastermind, whom she had yet to reveal. The child and the mysterious man were her bargaining chips.
Angie laughed proudly. Go clean the toilet, cousin. After all, you’re no longer Mrs. Spencer.
Suddenly, Maeve grabbed Angie’s hair and slammed her to the ground. What are you standing there for? Don’t you know you’re supposed to teach her? Do I need to show you how it’s done? Useless piece of trash!
Maeve spat in Angie’s face.
Angie didn’t dare wipe it off. Instead, she knelt on the floor and smiled ingratiatingly like a dog. Yes, Maeve. I’ll go right away.
Angie got up from the floor and shouted at Aurora angrily, Hurry up and take this, and scrub hard!
Angie showed no courtesy to Aurora. She shoved the toilet brush into Aurora’s hand and forced her to clean, treating her like a dog. The other female prisoners watched this scene with satisfaction.
Maeve leaned against the bed, munching on some nuts.
Maeve was the top figure here, and all the female prisoners had to give her respect. When Angie had first entered the prison, she had a filthy mouth and a bad attitude.
However, she was quickly taught a harsh lesson by Maeve and a few of her henchmen.
They had forced Angie’s head into
the toilet, poured urine over her, suffocated her with a pillow while she slept and even stuck a fork up her nose. They had also scrubbed her teeth with the toilet brush claiming to clean her dirty mouth.
Their actions never caused Angie any life-threatening injuries or left visible marks, but they were enough to torture her and make her restless.
After being punished several times, Angie quickly became obedient and never dared to speak rudely or curse again. She immediately became Maeve’s lapdog.
Bullying often happened in prison.
The guards would sometimes give a few words of warning, telling them to be quiet, but as long as things didn’t get too serious, they would turn a blind eye. They might throw someone into solitary confinement once in a while, but after they were released, they would usually bully others again. It was impossible to stop.
After all, some people in this prison were desperate. Those sentenced to heavy penalties weren’t afraid of
nything, not even being locked in
solitary confinement.
Maeve laughed. Look at Angie. Isn’t she just hilarious?
The other female prisoners joined in the laughter. She doesn’t dare to curse anymore.
Angie’s face was pale with anger, but she didn’t dare to retort. She could only smile along.
Angie, let me hear you bark like a dog, so your cousin can hear how well you do it.
Maeve, I’m busy right now. Wait until I’m done…
What, you don’t want to? Maeve threw the nuts onto the floor. Come here and bark like a dog! Now!
Angie thought of how they had punished her earlier, and her legs went weak with fear. She quickly walked over.
Woof, woof! She barked a few times.
Maeve laughed joyfully, tossing another handful of nuts onto the floor. The ground’s dirty! Aren’t you going to pick them up?