A few guards quickly walked over and opened the prison carriage under Denise’s instructions and carried the feeble Monica out.
“Ambrose, my child…”
At that moment, Monica spat out the gag in her mouth amid her struggles before turning and running toward Ambrose while wailing hysterically and loudly. However, her hands and legs were still cuffed in chains. She could not even run fast. She was immediately blocked by the guards.
Monica saw that Ambrose’s small body was completely drenched while lying silently on the ground with his eyes shut. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead.
“Ambrose, I’m so sorry. I am so sorry…” Monica scanned the surroundings and retorted loudly at the people who were insulting her as she wailed, “I’m not a b*tch! I did none of those! I did not…”
Monica then looked into the sedan chair not far away at Denise through the beaded curtains and said, “Denise, it’s one thing to set me up, but it’s another to treat a child like that. Aren’t you worried you’ll
