Chapter 82

Celeste's chest tightened. She stared at Ethan with a dazed look, something heavy sinking in her heart. She'd always wondered-how someone like her, a military family's daughter-in-law, could get beat up in prison that often. Even if they didn't like her, the Shaw family name should've at least bought her some protection. Instead, she got roughed up every few days. Yeah, prison was rough, but still, it never quite added up. "You mean someone did all that on purpose?" "Exactly. No need to dig deeper," Ethan cut her off, his voice chilling. "The point is, you got dragged into this mess back then, and it's not over yet." That hit her like a cold slap. You've got to be kidding-her plate was already full, problems piling up left and right, and now this whole prison stint? All for nothing? And the higher-ups were still holding it against her? "But I had nothing to do with the murder. The woman was already dead when I walked in. And hello, you were in bed with her-shouldn't you know more than