N remained calm during the chaos. She understood that the prison guards would surely intervene when a fight broke out. Yet, she felt that being put in handcuffs was a minor inconveniencepared to the message she wanted to send by publicly defeating ine.


    Determined, N fought against the guard holding her, darting toward ine and delivering a sharp stomp to her right calf.


    ine had previously injured her right leg, which left her less than agile. So when N stomped down, a loud crack echoed, and ine was immediately ovee by a piercing pain, copsing to the ground and crying out, “Ah… my leg! It’s broken again!”


    As ine writhed in agony on the ground, N took the opportunity to shout, “Listen up, Ma! This foot of mine is for Mandy! Don’t forget that you broke Mandy’s leg! I’m breaking yours now to pay her back! This is blood debt for blood debt!”


    In her pain, ine rolled on the floor, pleading with the nearby guards, “My leg… it’s broken again! Please, take me to the hospital! I can’t stay here any longer! Please, I’m begging you!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    For ine, the physical pain was secondary; her main concern was finding a way out of the nightmarish Bedford Hills Correctional Institution. She was counting on Charlie to secure her release that night.


    Just then, a female prison guard rushed over, breathless, eximing, “Sister ine, you’ve been released! Sister ine!”


    Hearing this, ine momentarily forgot her agony and instinctively asked, “Really?! I’m really getting out?!”


    “Yes!” the female guard assured her, already following Charlie’s n B. “Your son-inw has made arrangements. The warden is waiting, and I’ve been instructed to facilitate your immediate release!”


    “That’s wonderful!” ine almost burst into tears from joy.


    Even though N and the others had beaten her and injured her leg, the prospect of freedom felt like a timely rescue. She had feared that if she remained incarcerated until noon, she would endure relentless torment.


    Desperate, ine blurted out, “Please, let me go! I don’t need any of my belongings; I just want to get out of here right away!”


    The female guard replied, “Don’t worry, Sister ine, we can handle that now. I’ll help you with the paperwork, and I’ll call an ambnce to take you to the hospital!”


    “Okay!” Overwhelmed with excitement, ine quickly responded, “Please, let’s go now! I don’t want to stay here a second longer…”


    The guard asked, “Are you certain you want to leave Bedford Hills Correctional Institution and not stay?”


    “Yes! Yes!” ine nodded vigorously, tears in her eyes. “I can’t take it anymore!”


    Just as she finished speaking, another prison guard entered with three other women in custody.


    ine squinted, her jaw dropping in disbelief as she recognized the three women—Abelone and the others who had been taken away before lunch and had just returned.


    Ignoring her pain, she asked in shock, “Abelone… why are you back?”


    Abelone responded with a sigh, “Don’t even ask, Sister ine. The intiff has dropped the case again, iming they want to negotiate with ourwyer. We had no choice but to remain locked up…”


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    Feeling hurt and lost, ine vented her frustrations, pointing to N and the others. “Abelone… they beat me up! After everything I did for them, they turned on me! You have to help me…”


    Upon hearing this, Abelone clenched her teeth and dered, “Sister ine, don’t worry. We’ll make sure these bullies pay for what they’ve done!”<h3 id="chapter-list" ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading">