ine felt a wave of despair wash over her when she heard the mockingughter, but she held her tongue for the moment. The entire prison area seemed to be watching her, and with no one willing to speak up for her, she gritted her teeth and nodded in resignation.


    Deep down, ine harbored resentment, yet in the face of Chloe, she felt too intimidated to rebel.


    After all, she was in a foreignnd, and the weight of helplessness pressed heavily on her shoulders.


    Fortunately, ine knew how to adapt. Realizing she couldn’t afford to offend Chloe, she chose to ept her fate.


    Chloe, having noticed ine’s difort, smirked with disdain and asked coldly, “Did you remember the toothpaste? Now, how about giving someone a foot massage?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    ine quickly nodded her head vigorously, eximing, “Yes, I remembered! I remembered…”


    Chloe scoffed and barked, “Since you remembered, why don’t you fetch me a basin of water to wash my feet? Or else, you might just break a leg!”


    At the mention of breaking a leg, ine gasped in fright and swiftly grabbed the basin, saying, “I’ll go, I’ll go right now!”


    Without hesitation, she dashed off and returned with a basin of warm water.


    Seeing ine’spliant behavior, Chloe felt a sense of satisfaction, knowing she had sessfully intimidated this neer once again.


    Having spent considerable time at Bedford Hills Correctional Institution, Chloe understood that the harsh reality of survival often hinged on thew of the jungle: the strong prey on the weak.


    As a prison enforcer, Chloe recognized that to maintain her dominance, she needed to swiftly subdue every neer.


    It was essential to crush their spirit on their very first day, molding them into obedient followers.


    By doing so, she ensured that no rival factions would form within the cell.


    For neers seeking to establish themselves in this environment, strength and courage were imperative.


    If someone like ine had dared to stand up to Chloe on her first day, even if it led to a bloody confrontation, her refusal to back down would have earned her a grudging respect and potentially changed Chloe’s approach to her.


    However, if ine allowed herself to be dominated on day one, she would remain under Chloe’s thumb for the duration of her stay in prison.


    In Chloe’s world, the more submissive and timid an individual was, the more they would be mercilessly bullied and oppressed.


    At this moment, ine remained oblivious to the fact that Chloe viewed her as a target for relentless torment. She thought she was merely trying to please Chloe, unaware that far worse trialsy ahead.


    Although ine had never washed anyone’s feet before, her past experiences at beauty salons—where foot massages were a staple—provided her with a reference for how to approach this task.


    As ine diligently cared for her feet, Chloe’s mood lifted. Enjoying the pampering, she remarked with a smile, “Once you’re done with me, don’t forget to take care of my good sisters too. Whatever you do for me, you’ll do for them. And if you dare to ck off, you’ll find yourself sleeping in the toilet tonight!”<fn82b2> Readplete version only at Find~Novel</fn82b2>


    Just as Chloe finished speaking, several women stepped forward from the crowd. ine’s heart sank; if each of them took half an hour, the whole afternoon would slip away.


    She couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by the prospect of exhausting herself to the brink.


    With a pleading tone, she asked, “Chloe… Could I do half today and finish the rest tomorrow? I’m not as young as I used to be, and I can’t handle this…”