Chapter 322: He Was Not Her Redemption
This was a dream.
Thank goodness it was just a dream.
But then, she discovered something even more terrifying.
She was currently in the detention center and was indeed facing a life sentence. Everything in the dream would become real!
No, she didn't want to spend decades in prison.
Don't let Penny become an orphan!
She stood up and pounded the door hard.
"Help! Help! It was self-defense! I didn't mean to kill someone. I need a lawyer, I want to get out."
"Why are you shouting like that? He was holding your hand and trying to grab the knife. That's a way of stopping him. How can you say it was self-defense? Now the parents of the deceased are asking for the death penalty for you, so your plan is impossible."
Anna: "..."
Was it really a way of stopping him?
Things clearly weren't like that!
"Ben is lying! He wanted to force himself on me, I..."
"That's enough. It's impossible for you to leave. Unless the heavens come down."
The heavens?
Anna fell silent for a moment.
In the Empire where one person rules, a person with strong abilities...
Yes, Simon! Simon must be able to help her get out!
"I need to call Mr. Dalio, please, my daughter is still out there alone. She needs to make a phone call, at least explain to her daughter. Officer, please, if you don't give me a phone, I will keep causing a scene."
Her voice was loud and resolute.
The other inmates in the rooms couldn't help but say, "Are you going to let anyone sleep in the middle of the night?"
"Do you have no conscience? What's wrong with letting a person make a phone call?"
"Aren't inmates still humans? Aren't they still mothers?"
The officer: "...Alright, be quiet! I allow her to make the call."
The small square opened, revealing the officer's serious face. "Tell me the phone number."
Anna had good memory and remembered Simon's phone number. She quickly and proficiently told him.
Soon, the call was connected, but there was no answer, just a continuous 'beep beep beep' sound. After a while, the call automatically hung up.
The officer said, "No one answered. It's not my fault, right?"
"Please, can you call again?" Anna folded her hands and pleaded with her eyes.
The officer was helpless and dialed again.
After a long 'beep' sound, the call finally connected!
"Hello?" The man's voice was still gentle and magnetic, but with a different kind of emotion.
Anna exclaimed excitedly, "Simon, it's me, I'm Anna!"
"Anna? Why are you using an unknown number?"
Before she could reply, she vaguely heard the sound of a door opening on the other end, and then he said, "Anna, Mirlinda had a miscarriage. I need to deal with her matters first. Do you have something special?"
A miscarriage?
Mirlinda had a miscarriage?
In an instant, all the words Anna wanted to say got stuck in her throat, as if blocked by a big stone, unable to come out anymore.
"I'm fine, Simon. Take care of her first."
"Okay, I'll contact you after I'm done."
The call ended.
The officer looked at Anna sympathetically, his tone much softer. "Is there nothing more to say now?"
Anna's expression was complex, a mix of worry for Simon and Mirlinda, and a sense of desolation for her own situation.
The next second, she lifted her gaze and looked pleadingly at the officer. "Can I make one more call? It's the last one."
Officer: "...Alright, miss, I'll make an exception for you, but please respect me and behave well afterwards. Now, tell me the number."
"Thank you, thank you," Anna expressed her gratitude in many ways, but she was hesitant and forced to reveal Giorgio's phone number.
Now, she could only rely on him.
Even if she had to disclose her daughter's identity, she would never let her daughter become an orphan and be treated as a despised outcast.
"Hello?" A female voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "Are you calling for Mr. Vittorio? He's taking a shower right now."
It was Katherine's voice.
Were they sleeping together tonight?
Well, they were husband and wife, so naturally they should be sleeping together.
A hint of discomfort arose in Anna's heart, but it quickly disappeared.
She composed herself and said, "I'm Anna, I'm in a bit of trouble. Can you come to the detention center? I need your help."
"Oh? The detention center? Wait for me, I'll be right there."
"Okay, thank you." Anna didn't expect that in the end, it was Katherine, who had always treated her the worst, who came to visit her first.
Her nose tingled, and she felt uneasy.
Only when faced with such incidents did she realize that family bonds were the most reliable.
However, what she didn't know was that after hanging up the phone, Katherine's mouth curled with a cold sense of disdain.
Tonight, she knew that Anna might call Giorgio, so she intentionally left Giorgio's phone behind discreetly.
It seemed that her guess was correct. Anna kept claiming to not pester them, but she was secretly in contact with Giorgio.
When a woman contacts a man in such a situation and the man comes forward to help, what does that indicate? It wasn't hard to imagine what would happen next.
Katherine sneered, deleted the call records, placed the phone back on the sofa, and pretended that the evening gown had fallen there.
"Katherine, are you really going to save her? I still can't understand the purpose behind everything you're orchestrating," the agent said, puzzled.
Katherine looked at her, "You're overthinking it, I'm just going to take a look. How could a murderer be saved?"
With that, she calmly took a shower, applied a face mask, and selected her clothes, showing no sign of urgency.
The agent: "..."
Katherine was still the same Katherine, ruthless and firmly in control.
She was not to be provoked.
Three whole hours later.
7 o'clock in the morning.
The sky was bright, and all the loneliness, coldness, and fear of the night disappeared, replaced by the warmth and beauty of the rising sun in the east.
But for Anna, it was not the same.
She remained in a small room, unable to see the sun or feel any warmth, filled with uneasiness and fear.
It had been three hours since the call ended, why hadn't Katherine arrived yet? After she arrived, would the situation be resolved?
Just as she was thinking, the iron door finally opened with a creak.
Two policemen stood at the door. One of them, serious and upright, said, "Your sister is here. You can go out to see her now, but you only have ten minutes. Remember to follow the rules, or else you won't have another chance."
"Yes, I understand. Thank you," Anna quickly got up and followed them, walking out in a disheveled manner.
The meeting room.
Katherine wore a brand-name dress, her hair flowing smoothly like seaweed, her figure slender, her demeanor noble.
At this moment, Anna appeared quite destitute in comparison.
One was a princess high above, the other a prisoner wallowing in the dust.
A world of difference.
Katherine stood up, surprised and puzzled, and looked guiltily at Anna:
"Anna, I'm sorry. I originally said I would come right away, but after Giorgio came out, he insisted..."
She didn't finish her sentence, her expression filled with a mix of coquetry and embarrassment, clearly indicating something.
Anna understood, a bitter smile forming at the corners of her mouth. "It's okay, as long as you're here."
"Um, Anna, what happened? Why did you end up in jail? They said you killed someone?"
Upon hearing this topic, Anna's face darkened.
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