“Good begets good. You’re bad to the bone. Even if you were in my place, you’d still end up on that side of the cell anyway,” retorted Shirley coldly. Imogen had finally shed her mask. Shirley thought Imogen would at least feel guilty, but she had overestimated this woman. She’s clearly beyond salvation.
“Of course, you can say that. Do you think you’re some sort of saint? You told me you had no feelings for Zacharias, but you still made him yours anyway. I thought you’d never try to make a move on the man I like. You betrayed me first!” Imogen sneered.
Shirley said calmly, “That was just your ploy to keep me out of the race. You managed to make me feel a little bit guilty, but I’m glad I didn’t refuse him because of your tricks. From now on, Zacharias is mine.”
Imogen’s face contorted with rage. She held the bars, snarling, “You’re not worthy of him!”
Shirley smiled. “Well, it’s not your place to comment. You will pay for your actions.”
Imogen finally realized she had to be punished for her crimes, but she sneered. “Do you think I’m just going to give up? I never give up, no matter what. As long as I’m alive, we’ll meet again, Shirley. I’ll hound you like a vengeful ghost.”
Imogen hated Shirley for exposing her; she hated Shirley for what she did to her.
“Do you think you’re going to an ordinary prison? Still thinking of tasting freedom, eh?” Shirley added coldly, “Treason either ends with a death sentence or a lifetime in prison. We’ll never meet again.”
Shirley was about to leave, and Imogen finally felt terror. She extended her hand, pleading, “Wait, Shirley. Can you get me a reduced sentence? I don’t want to stay in prison my whole life.”
Shirley left without looking back. She’d rather show mercy to anyone but Imogen.
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