Chapter 993 Your Only Chance of Getting Out

Shea reacted swiftly and kicked away the tile from Charlene’s hand before kicking at her lower abdomen. She did not hold back her strength at all. Charlene landed face-down on the ground and was rendered incapable of getting up. A few prison guards walked over, pinned her against the ground, and cuffed her hands behind her back. She was incapable of moving. Noticing that Charlene could not fight back, Shea helped Deirdre up on her feet. “Miss McKinnon, I’ll send you to the hospital. The injury on your face…” “It’s fine.” Deirdre wiped away the blood on her face. “It’s not deep. I’ll just get it dressed later.” Her utmost priority now was Charlene. Even though this woman was determined to kill her, Deirdre still wanted to acquire information about her father from Charlene. It was because Charlene would never be the most terrifying opponent. After all, her methods were nothing compared to those people. “Charlene, we can talk again if you have calmed down.” Her eyes were calm. “What I promised still counts. You should know by now that you can’t fool anyone with your feigned madness anymore. You’ll be sent back to be tormented by your previous cell mates immediately. You’d wish you were dead, but I’ll free you if you can give me information about my father.” Charlene was hopeless and said upon hearing that, “Dream on. I would rather die with the secret than let you acquire the slightest bit of information from me. Aren’t you in a rush to learn about your father’s identity? Let me tell you this. I’m going to keep it from you so that you can’t be satisfied!” As Charlene was speaking, she smiled and laughed as if she could imagine Deirdre’s ending. Her mangled, laughing face and the moving muscles were disgusting. Shea frowned and said with suppressed anger, “Watch your tone when you speak. I’m warning you that no one here is going to help you!” “Shea,” Deirdre said nonchalantly to beckon her to calm down. Then, Deirdre told Charlene, “You hate me, don’t you? You hate me so much that you wish that you can kill me with your hands. However, how are you going to kill me from prison? If I were you, I would seize this final opportunity to figure out a way to leave here. I would recuperate and accumulate energy instead of being pleased with keeping the secret to myself. “I can still investigate even without you, Charlene. It’s just that you will make it faster for me. “It would be best for you to think it over. This is your only chance of getting out. I shall wait for you to reach out to me. Then you can seek revenge against me.” Charlene had stopped speaking but was staring at Deirdre closely. Deirdre wiped away the blood on her face. “Let’s go, Shea.” - Deirdre could breathe the fresh air once again when she walked outside. It was dank and smelly inside, so a person with a normal state of mind would surely have trouble accepting it. “Miss McKinnon, are you really going to give her a chance? I can see that she has already lost her mind and has no intention of leaving. What if she were to do what she did to you today again next time?” “She won’t.” Deirdre cracked a smile. “It’s impossible she doesn’t want to leave. She attacked me earlier because her intention to kill me was a little stronger. However, I won’t give her a chance to do so in the future. She will only need to think about it to figure out if she wants to continue to stay in prison or give me the answer.” In truth, Charlene was an intelligent woman who would leave herself a route to escape, although her downfall had also been caused by leaving a route of escape for herself. Shea did not fully understand. She drove faster to get Deirdre to the hospital, but Deirdre stopped her. “Let’s go back to the mansion.”