You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

Bloodstained fingernails rubbed against the rough plaster wall.

It makes a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

It looked like countless tiny insects were gnawing at the bones.

The sound came from the only miniature surveillance camera in the solitary confinement cell.

The sound was clearly transmitted to the correctional duty room on the basement floor.

The cool-toned fluorescent light in the duty room flickered.

Two female guards in dark blue uniforms were sitting at a desk piled high with case files.

One of the older guards was holding a thermos filled with goji berries.

My gaze fell on the monitoring screen on the wall, which was divided into more than a dozen images.

On the screen.

The woman wearing a loose prison uniform, her hair so white it made her look like a sixty-year-old woman.

He was lying in the corner, banging his head against the wall repeatedly.

A strange and fanatical silly smile still lingered on his lips.

"He's had another attack."

The older disciplinarian unscrewed the lid of the thermos and blew on the steam.

He shook his head, his tone carrying the calmness that comes from having seen countless life and death.

"When this woman first came in, she was incredibly arrogant."

"She keeps shouting that she's been wronged and that the boss of Star Ventures will come to pick her up."

"Now look what's happened. He's only been locked up for a few months, and he's driven himself insane."

The younger new warden next to him leaned closer to take a look at the screen.

I couldn't help but shiver.

A layer of fine goosebumps appeared on my arms.

"Sister Liu, who exactly is she?"

"Looking at her inhuman, ghostly appearance, when I heard her laughing while patrolling the corridor at night, I felt a chill run down my spine."

Sister Liu took a sip of hot water and put the thermos on the table.

It made a soft sound.

"What's their background? You probably won't believe it if I told you."

Sister Liu lowered her voice, as if she were telling an urban legend.

"This crazy woman used to be Lin Qinghan, the female president of the Lin Group in Jianghai City."

"They come and go in high-end custom-made clothes worth hundreds of thousands and drive sports cars worth millions."

The young warden's eyes widened instantly.

In her mind, that level of female tycoon was...

Even if they go bankrupt, they should still have various connections to protect them.

How did they end up in such a lowly solitary confinement cell, in such a miserable state?

"How did she get in?"

"How else could they have gotten in? They ruined a winning hand."

Sister Liu gave a cold laugh and tapped her fingers on the table.

"I heard that she had a childhood sweetheart fiancé who was completely devoted to her."

"He dropped out of school to work and stayed at home like a slave for five years to take care of her."

"And guess what happened?"

"On the day they got their marriage certificate, this woman dumped her fiancé right in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau for a male actor who talked big."

The young guard gasped.

"Isn't this like mistaking a pearl for a fish eye, or garbage for treasure?"

"you do not say!"

Sister Liu pointed at Lin Qinghan on the screen, who was still drawing circles on the wall, her tone tinged with mockery.

"This woman was swindled out of her entire fortune by that male actor and was also accused of money laundering."

"The most outrageous thing is her fiancé, whom she practically kicked out of the house."

"He transformed himself into the all-powerful tycoon of Xingchen Venture Capital in Jianghai City!"

"Even our mayor has to address him respectfully as Chairman Chen."

"That's the amazing person who recently chartered all the drones in the city to set off fireworks for the Shen family's richest woman."

Upon hearing this...

The young warden's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg.

The sheer magnitude of the social disparity experienced during that transition is palpable, even to an outsider.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spine.

No wonder this woman went crazy.

This is like someone holding a lottery ticket that can be redeemed for prizes all over the world.

But he tore it into pieces with his own hands and threw it down the drain.

Then you watch helplessly as others claim their prize money while you're rummaging through the trash for leftovers.

This kind of regret.

It is a thousand times more cruel than any physical torture.

It's enough to completely sever the nerves in a normal person's brain, bit by bit.

"Oh, what a terrible thing to do."

The young warden sighed, his gaze falling once more on the monitor screen.

The sympathy in her eyes had long since vanished, leaving only sorrow.

"Why would someone choose to seek death when they could be living a perfectly good life like a god?"

"This is a classic example of not appreciating the people in front of you."

"If she had just glanced at that man once more, she would be the one traveling the world in a private jet now."

Sister Liu glanced at the clock on the wall.

The clock had already struck midnight.

"Alright, forget about her. People like her don't deserve any sympathy."

Sister Liu stood up and straightened the hem of her police uniform.

"Time's up. Turn off the power to cell A."

"So that she doesn't keep laughing at the wall in the middle of the night and disturb the other prisoners' rest."

The young warden nodded.

He walked up to the control panel and skillfully lifted a transparent plastic protective cover.

He placed his thumb on the red switch with the label "A-01".

Without any hesitation.

Click.

The power switch was pulled down forcefully.

A crisp mechanical sound rang out in the duty room.

On the monitor screen, the frame that belongs to Lin Qinghan.

In an instant, it turned into a deathly still expanse of snowflakes.

And then not a single ray of light could be seen.

At the same time.

In the solitary confinement room on the basement floor.

That was the only wall lamp in the corridor that could let out a faint ray of light.

The power went out instantly when the switch was turned off.

Absolute darkness, like a tide, surged into the cell, which was less than five square meters in size, without warning.

They wrapped Lin Qinghan up completely.

"Chen Yuan... Chen Yuan!"

in the dark.

Lin Qinghan let out a shrill cry of surprise.

The small stone stained with blood in her hand fell to the ground.

It made a crisp, clanging sound on the concrete floor.

She flailed her arms wildly, trying to grab something in the darkness.

But all you could touch were cold, rough walls.

The gentle and refined Chen Yuan that she wove for herself in her illusions.

As darkness descended.

It vanished completely without a trace.

It didn't even leave her a vague outline.

She finally realized.

This lifetime.

In the next life.

She could only live in this dark, sunless place, accompanied by endless darkness and regret.

No one will bring her a bowl of hot porridge anymore.

No one would cover her cold ears during a thunderstorm.

The heavy iron gate was completely locked, forever sealing the madwoman's ramblings in the dark depths where the sun never shone, never to cause another ripple.