Chapter 149 Billionaire's Lies

• "You think you’ve won," Clara muttered, her voice low and venomous, the sound bouncing off the barren walls of her cell. "You think you’ve left me behind, but I’m not finished yet."
• For a long time, the oppressive silence of solitary confinement did not stifle her soul; it had ignited the flame of her fury. Every instant spent in that cold, empty box was tinder for her will. Clara's mind was frantically plotting and imagining scenarios. She clutched at each shred of hope for revenge as if it might be her savior.
• She would not allow them to beat her. The guards, nor the other prisoners. And especially Benedict and Sabrina, who actually thought they won.