《The Return Of The Betrayed Bride 》全部章節：第 301 章 - 第 310 章

PRIVATE SAFE HOUSE – UPPER EAST SIDE – 10:45 PMThe safe house was dark and quiet.Heavy curtains covered the windows. A single lamp lit the room in soft yellow light. Papers, photos, coffee cups, and laptops covered the large wooden table in the center.Rebecca Stein sat at one end of the table, exhausted but focused. Her heels were off, and her glasses rested beside an open file.Across from her sat Reyes, the private investigator. He was dangerous in the quiet way.Rebecca rubbed her tired eyes. “How bad is it?”Reyes didn’t sugarcoat it.“Bad.”He opened the thick file in front of him.“Amelia was transferred to Wentworth less than twenty-four hours ago. She’s barely eating. Barely speaking. Another week in there and she’s going to start breaking mentally.”Rebecca clenched her jaw. “We’re getting her out.”“That depends on Clara.”Rebecca leaned forward immediately. “Tell me.”Reyes slid several papers toward her.“Clara’s the center of everything. The confession. The money. The

Amelia sat at the defense table in her bright orange prison jumpsuit. Silver handcuffs rested around her wrists. Her face was pale and exhausted after spending another terrible night inside Wentworth. She looked small. Broken. Nothing like the powerful woman she used to be.Beside her sat Aurelia Jones elegant, confident, and dangerously calm. She opened her folder neatly and leaned closer to Amelia.“Listen to me carefully,” Aurelia whispered. “Do not panic no matter what happens today. Stay quiet and let me handle everything.”Amelia swallowed hard, her voice shaking. “Can you really help me? Please… I didn’t do this.”Aurelia looked her directly in the eyes and gave her a small, reassuring smile. “I’m one of the best defense attorneys in New York. Trust me.”Something inside Amelia relaxed just a little. For the first time since Rebecca disappeared from the case, she felt a tiny spark of hope. Maybe… just maybe… she still had a chance.The judge entered the courtroom.Everyone

WENTWORTH CORRECTIONAL CENTRE – CELL BLOCK C – 6:15 AMThe prison lights snapped on without warning, bright and cruel.“MOVE YOUR ASSES! BREAKFAST IN TWENTY!”A metal baton slammed hard against the bars, making the whole cell shake.Amelia jerked awake in panic, her heart pounding. She sat up fast on the thin, lumpy mattress. Her back hurt. Her neck felt stiff. She had barely slept because two women in the next cell spent half the night screaming and fighting.The orange prison jumpsuit felt rough and itchy against her skin. The smell in the air was awful sweat, bleach, dirty water, and old food.Across from her, Mouse was already awake, sitting on her bunk and shaking nervously like she always did.“I hate mornings here,” Mouse muttered, hugging her knees. “Somebody got stabbed over oatmeal last week. Just for taking an extra packet of sugar.”Big Mama climbed down slowly from the top bunk and cracked her neck loudly. She was a tall, muscular woman with tattoos covering her arms

GABRIELLA'S PENTHOUSE – LIVING ROOM – 10:15 PMGabriella stood by the large floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the sparkling New York skyline. She wore a deep red silk dress that hugged her body. A glass of expensive red wine rested in her hand. Her lips curved into a satisfied smile.Clara stood nervously a few feet away, still in her maid uniform, twisting her hands together."You did very well today," Gabriella said without turning around. "The way you cried on the stand… it was perfect. The judge believed every word."She turned and handed Clara a thick white envelope.Clara took it with shaking hands and opened it. Her eyes widened at the stack of hundred-dollar bills inside."This is… more than we agreed," Clara whispered.Gabriella smiled. "Consider it a bonus. You earned it. Thanks to you, Amelia is rotting in prison. And she's going to stay there for a very long time."Clara looked down at the money, then back at Gabriella. Her voice was shaky. "What happens now? If Am

A loud scream echoed outside the office. Then shouting. Then another crash.The doctor sighed. "This place is never calm."Suddenly the door burst open. A guard appeared. "Another fight in the waiting room."The doctor stood up. "What happened?""Razor jumped another inmate."Amelia's stomach twisted again.The guard looked at her. "You staying here or going back to your block?"Amelia wiped her tears fast. "Back."The guard cuffed her wrists again.As they walked through the waiting room, Amelia saw blood on the floor. One inmate held a towel to her nose while guards yelled. Razor sat against the wall laughing as another guard held her down.The moment Razor saw Amelia, she grinned. "Well?"Amelia said nothing.Razor's eyes dropped toward Amelia's stomach. Then her face lit up. "Ohhhhh. The princess really is pregnant."Several inmates turned their heads."What? No way. Pregnant?"Razor laughed loud. "A rich little prison baby!"The room exploded with mean laughter.Amelia's face bur