She Went to Prison They Went to Pieces novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 

Celeste’s lommediate response helt Damien speechless with age. He wondered what she had goose 

e through in prison to become like this, 

She got out of the 

by the side of the ta 

road, trady to hail a cali and head home. 

A pair of gloomy eyes took in the entire scesar. 

Joshua saw Celeste est Damien’s car through the windshield, 

As the black Cavetme ilapse away and disappeared into the distance, he saw her staisling at the cub, waiting for a ride. He lowered his voice respectfully and asked the man in the backseat, “Mi Wienload, Ms. Morinjast got out of Dunden’sear, Should we go over?” 

Adrian’s eyes darkened as he gazed down at his watch 

Instache was about to reply, he saw her slim tipue entering, stand and pulling away, disappearing in front of then 

A fait sunsikteered at the momen of his lips, 

When Joshua saw her leave, be stopped waiting for a reply and stepped on the gas to continue forward. 

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“Did you manage to get in contact with Shelley?” Adrian asked while fooling 

Joshua politely replied, “She sees to have her phone turned off the entire time, I couldn’t emnt. 

I intended to update you earlier, but was preoccupied with 

Upon hearing this, Adrian frowned stiplatly. “It’s been off the whole timer 

yes. But I’ll try again later today when I have aminte,” Joshua stated, 

Adrian hummed in agreement and said nothing more. 

When Celeste irianed some, she now Amie and Holse eating dinner. She sat with them and ate a quick liner before tocusing her attention on the clinic. The clinic’s renovation had been progressing steadily. It all went well, construction would be completed in just a few days. Tomorrow, she’d have to deal with equipment installations and start searching for a new assistant. 

After dropping Eloise off at school the next morng, she went to complete emauls, 

While shopping for supplies, she stooped down to check a stack of plastic bags, the type used to package herbal medication for patients. 

“Abell, if it isart Ms. Morin?” A mocking volte piested the alt. 

Celeste turned toward the sound, her gaze chilling the mojariji The saw whip staal behind her. It was lacy and her frietal, Simone Carroll. 

Celeste had no intention of dealing with them the caged attend and resumed selecting plastle bags, just as she reached a stack, a fair hand darted out and 

the ignited the movement and tried again. But once again, the hand beat her to it, snatching exactly what she wanted.