Victoria Carter tugged the corner of her mouth slightly, looking at Keira Leaf and a few others, she said: "What are you afraid of? Anyway, after washing it today, you'll have to wash it again tomorrow. I see you're doing it quite easily, so you won't mind washing a few more times, right."
Keira squatted down silently, reaching out to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground again.
In her heart, she was calculating that Marilyn's people were already prepared. It must be that someone who came to see Victoria today gave her some good news; otherwise, she wouldn't be so arrogant.
Thinking of what May Turner had said, Keira was basically aware.
Marilyn had always wanted to get this daughter out of East City Prison, but the defenses here were tight, and it was adjacent to the troops, making it almost impossible to get someone out of here.
And Marilyn had been quiet for so long, only until Victoria was about to face her second trial did she finally send her a message.
