Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

In addition to pinching her as hard as they could, they smacked her, again with all their might, hating to make her skin split open.

But no matter how rampant they were, they couldn’t be lawless, after all, this was a prison.

In order not to attract the attention of the guards, they smoked for a while and then stopped, went back to sleep, and the next day they did the same thing again, and so day after day, Blanche Capra’s body did not heal the old wounds, but added new scars.

They warned Blanche Capra not to tell the guards, or they would gouge out Blanche Capra’s eyes.

So Blanche Capra never told the guards until now, and the days continue.

Blanche Capra finished and let out a long breath, “This is the life I’m living these days in prison, as you can see it’s very painful but I have no choice, I can’t escape, if I can’t get through it I won’t be able to live in less than fifteen years.”

Since it had been a long time since she had spoken her heart out to anyone, Blanche Capra looked much more relaxed than she had just been, and was no longer wary of Francesca Jones.

In this way, Francesca Jones could understand why she had shot him a distant look when they first met.

Because she’s seen the ugliness of humanity, Blanche Capra now doesn’t know anyone else she can trust.

Or rather, no one but her can be trusted.

Francesca Jones’s heart aches for her, but just saying comforting words doesn’t do any good, and all that matters to her now is when she’ll be let out of this hell.

He promised Blanche Capra, “I’ll find a way, just wait for me.”

“Please, I don’t think I can hold out much longer, how can the baby in my belly possibly be born healthy in these conditions,” Blanche Capra’s primary concern was the baby.

Francesca Jones sighed, “Why don’t you ever think for yourself, always for others …”

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“The baby is still in my belly, if I think about the baby, I’m thinking about myself,” Blanche Capra tried to make light of the situation and laughed it off, nay the aggravation in her heart couldn’t be bottled up anymore and spilled out.

Tears slid down her face, the warmth of them matching the saltiness of her tears as they irritated her cold face.

Francesca Jones reached out to wipe her tears away, but Blanche Capra snatched her head down, and she hastily wiped them away with the back of her hand before looking up, stiffly feigning composure, “Anyway, I’m counting on you.”

Francesca Jones’ hand retracted and he nodded solemnly, “I know.”

Visiting hours were long overdue, the guards kept pressing impatiently outside, and Francesca Jones just couldn’t bear to watch Blanche Capra being sent back into the middle of that purgatory.

It’s not just the demons that are locked up, it’s also the people who are suffering.

Life in hell is so painful that it’s not up to Blanche Capra to decide whether or not she’ll be able to grab the spider’s silk and ascend to Elysium.

When she returned, Francesca Jones was constantly looking for a relationship with Blanche Capra, during which time his family advised him why he should be so serious about a married man who was now a prisoner of labor.

But Francesca Jones didn’t listen to him, and was fully committed to Blanche Capra.

Through a vast network of contacts, he finally found someone he could buy off.

It’s impossible to bring a fifteen year labor prisoner out, but it’s still possible to change her room so she doesn’t get bullied so badly.

Just that would cost Francesca Jones millions.

Francesca Jones does not matter, as long as it is a problem that money can solve, it is not a problem for him, he now hates that his power is still too shallow, there is no way to black and white.

But good riddance to the change of rooms, should the environment improve?

…

Francesca Jones is trying to get Blanche Capra out by contacting as many people around her as she can who she trusts and who can help her.

Lorcan George and Shireen Miller and Nadia are the three best people to contact.

They all come from prestigious families and should be able to gather some evidence through their influence, while Francesca Jones’ family has a lot of contacts with friends in the underworld, and he’s asked them to help him find them as well.

If they refused, then they would just be sent to God.

Lorcan George, of course, spared no effort, but he would also take into account the feelings of his wife, Shireen Miller, and discuss it beforehand.

Unexpectedly, Shireen Miller not only didn’t get jealous, but offered her help as well.

“My dad started reaching out to me after my incident passed, and he actually still can’t let go of me as his daughter,” Shireen Miller said, “I thought I could take this opportunity to ask him to help.”

“That would be great.”

“Well, I hope I can help Blanche, even a little bit,” Shireen Miller said, and she meant it, she wasn’t as bratty as she used to be, she knew that she had to return the favor, and Blanche Capra was her benefactor.

Lorcan George was so grateful for Shireen Miller’s understanding and help that he gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, and that was all it took.

Nadia was quick on her feet, the day Francesca Jones contacted her she handed over the information she’d gathered, “This is what I got my dad to investigate under pressure, be careful you don’t drop it.”

“You’re-” and too good for Francesca Jones, before Francesca Jones could get the words out of her mouth Nadia interrupted him with a smile, “Trying to compliment me on my good work are you, I already knew you were coming for me. ”

She finished with a sad face, “Even if you hadn’t come for me, that’s what I would have done, there’s no way I could stand by and watch a friend get hurt like that and not be able to fight back.”

“I think Blanche will be touched when she finds out.” Francesca Jones laughed softly

“That’s true, I’m going to make her buy me a roast when she gets out clean.” Nadia said as many positive things as she could, once they fell into silence the atmosphere became heavy.

No one could be happy at a time like this.

Before parting in front of the cafe, Nadia looks up at the sky, she exhales, her breath turning into a hot cloud of air that disperses into the air, “It’s been a really long winter.”

Long enough to make it seem like spring won’t be coming.

…

Heaven forbid, Francesca Jones finally gathers enough evidence to be able to bring down York Charlie and clear Blanche Capra’s name.

However, one thing that surprises him is that York Charlie is not the only one who framed Blanche Capra, it should be said that there is another mastermind in this case, and York Charlie is also being used.

York Charlie, who is in the middle of the situation, naturally doesn’t know about it.

He doesn’t know that his fiancée, Delia Field, who is about to become his wife, is now the biggest obstacle to his bright future.

Delia Field is now Moore Howard’s pawn, and in the end, Moore Howard is the one who profits.

This is Moore Howard’s game, and all of them are trapped in it, being played by him alone.

While he is running away, he still has the energy to manipulate Delia Field to keep her close to York Charlie, and once York Charlie reveals a crack, Moore Howard takes the opportunity to appropriate all of York Charlie’s achievements.

The premise is that Delia Field has to be able to completely handle York Charlie as a man.

If not, once he regains his memories and Blanche Capra flips, all of Moore Howard’s efforts go up in flames, and Delia Field won’t be any better off.

Then what’s the point of Moore Howard running away for so long while he waits to clear his name.

They’re all in the same boat now, the difference is they all have their own agenda.