NovelEnglishChapter 99
Bianca's POV.
The cold seeped through my bones, biting at my skin as | sat on the hard, filthy floor of the cell. My once-perfect
manicure was chipped, dirt beneath my nails. disgusting. The chill of the concrete walls madeshiver
uncontrollably, my designer clothes now wrinkled and stained with grime. How had it cto this? Me, Bianca
Monroe, reduced to this level of filth. It felt like a nightmare | couldn't wake up from
| clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as | stared at the iron bars in front of me. | banged my fists
against them. the sound echoing through the empty halls. “Damn you, Alex!” | screamed into the emptiness, my
voice hoarse from the hours | had already spent shouting. “You promisedeverything, and now you've thrown
The irony burned like acid. | had done everything for him. Everything | did, every step | took, was to get him
back. | destroyed Christiana, tormented her, set fire to her life..all for him. And now? Now Alex had found out,
had looked atwith that cold, cruel glare, and tossedinto this cell like | was nothing.
| spat on the ground, the venom rising in my throat. “Christiana Davis, | hissed her name, pacing back and forth
in the small, cramped cell. “It's all because of her. That stupid, pathetic woman.” My body burned with hate. She
had everything. Alex’s children, his affection, his attention. | could still see the way he looked at her, the way he
softened when he talked about those little brats. He should’ve been looking atlike that, not her.
1 slammed my fists against the bars again, the pain barely registering through the blinding rage. “I was
supposed to have it all” | shouted, my voice cracking. “I was supposed to be his! | was the one who stood by him
when everyone else turned away!” My chest heaved with anger, my heart racing as images of Christiana and her
perfect little family flashed in my mind.
I could still hear Alex’s voice in my head, cold and final, when he threwin here. “You'll never see the light of
day again, Bianca. Not after everything you've done.” His words echoed in my mind like a sickening mantra. He
had looked atlike | was dirt, less than dirt. The sman who had once kissed my lips, who had once
whispered sweet nothings into my ear, now hatedwith a passion | couldn't have imagined.
| kicked the bars this time, the clang reverberating through the cell. “I hate you, Christiana!” | snarled, my voice
venomous. “You think you've won, don’t you? Sinting in your fancy hotel suite with your perfect little kids. You
think this is over?” My breath cin ragged gasps as 1 glared at the empty cell in front of me, imagining it was
Christiana standing there..
“She ruined everything for me,” | muttered to myself, pacing again, my mind racing. “If it weren't for her, | would
still be on top. | was a celebrity, a fashion icon. People looked up to me!” My voice rose with each word, as
though the walls needed to hear my torment. “And now look at me.” | stopped in front of the small, cracked
mirror hanging on the wall, staring at the woman reflected back at me. My eyes were wild, my face pale, hair
tangled.
“She took it all from me,” | whispered to my reflection, a crazed smile tugging at my lips. “Her and those
wretched children. Alex's little spawn.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| clenched my teeth, the rage building to a boiling point inside me. “I'll make her pay. I'll make them all pay.
Christiana, Alex those kids.” | could feel the hate coursing throughlike poison, infecting every part of me.
They thought they could just walk away, live their happy little life without consequence?
1 banged the bars again, my knuckles aching from the force. “I find a way out of here,” | whispered to myself,
my voice low and dangerous. “I'll get out, and when | do, Christiana Davis won't even know what hit her.”
The fire burned in my chest as | paced again, muttering to myself like a woman possessed. “I'll get my lawyer.
He'll getour of this mess. And when I do... oh, when I do, they'll all regret underestimating me.”
I laughed, a twisted sound that echoed off the cold, damp walls. You hear that, Alex? You'll regret throwingin
here. You think I'm just going to rot away? No. I'll cback stronger, more dangerous than ever. And | will ruin
everything you hold dear
1 slammed my fists against the bars one last time, feeling the sting but not caring. The pain fueled the rage,
kept it burning Inside me. | would make them pay...all of them.
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| paced the cell, my breath-coming in shallow gasps. | couldn’t stand another minute of this filthy cage. The cold
air gnawed at my skin, but the boiling rage insidekeptmoving. | had to think, had to find a way out of
this nightmare. | wasn’t going to let them break me...not Alex, not Christiana, and certainly not this disgusting
prison.
As | glanced toward the small barred window at the top of the cell, an idea struck me. My phone. My lawyers, |
wasn’t scommon criminal, | had connections-powerful connections. | stopped pacing and marched to the
front of the cell, gripping the bars tightly as I called out to the guard standing just outside,
“Hey!” My voice was desperate, it was of panic and urgency. “I need to make a phone call. It's my right, isn't it?
Just one call. Please, you have to letspeak to my lawyers.”
The guard turned, his face blank, as if he’d heard this plea a hundred times before. “Yeah, sure. But don’t expect
any miracles,” he muttered, already reaching for the small key ring at his belt.
| watched him unlock the small slot in the door where prisoners could receive things from the outside. He handed
pathetic act that | perfected over the years. | had to look the part..vulnerable, weak like a woman who had been
wronged by the system.
The line rang once, twice, then | heard the familiar voice of Simon, my top attorney. “Bianca? Where are you
calling from? What's going on?”
My voice cracked as | spoke, letting out a shaky breath for effect Simon, you have to help me. I've been framed.
They've lockedup, and | don’t know how long | can take it in here!” My words cout rushed, it was of fear
and desperation. “I didn’t do any of this, Simon. You know me. | would never hurt anyone.”
The guard watchedclosely, his expression unmoved. But I could hear the shift in Simon's tone, the concern
creeping in. “Calm down, Bianca. Take a breath and tellwhat's going on Who framed you? What are the
charges?”
“I don’t even know everything they're accusingof.” | lied, my voice trembling. They're saying I'm behind all
these terrible things the fire at Christiana’s house, the kidnapping, everything But none of it’s true, Simon.
Christiana and Alex they're working together to destroybecause I'm a threat to their happy little life.”
There was a long pause on the other end of the line. | knew Simon was calculating, already piecing together his
strategy. He was the best in the country for a reason. And | knew exactly how to play him. I'forced a sob, letting
it escape my throat. “Please, Simon, you have to getout of here. | can’t stay in this horrible place. They're
treatinglike I'm skind of
monster”
His voice softened, just as | knew it would. “We'll take care of it, Bianca. I'll bring the whole team. We'll fight this,
and we'll have you out of there within a few days, | promise. No judge in their right mind will believe these
ridiculous accusations once we show them the truth.”
A bitter smile tugged at the corners of my lips. Of course, they wouldn't believe it. | was too good at what I did,
too polished to ever let anyone see through the cracks. But | kept my voice pitiful: “Thank you, Simon. | don’t
know what I'd do without you. Just... please hurry.”
“We'll start working on it right away. Hold on for a few more days, Bianca. We'll pull every string we can.”
I nodded, even though he couldn't see me, and let out another shaky breath. Thank you. I'll hold on
As soon as | hung up the phone, | felt the rush of relief wash over me. | was in control again. My lawyers would
handle the rest. Simon and his team had no idea who I really was, and they never would. They saw what |
wanted them to see...a frightened, wronged woman, desperate for justice.
I handed the phone back to the guard, my expression carefully composed, as though | was barely holding myself
together. They're going to getout,” | muttered, my voice hoarse. “I don’t belong here.”
The guard shrugged, indifferent. “We'll see about that.”
As he locked the slot, | turned away, a smirk slowly spreading across my face. Let them believe | was innocent.
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