May was seething. She turned to look at the bald inmate who had hit her. “What are you doing?”

“I’m hitting you, what else? You’re imprisoned here, but you’re still thinking of bullying others once you get out. You’re obviously a vile person.”

May wanted to retort, ‘Are you any better?’

However, she managed to endure it as she turned away quietly to continue with her work.

“I’ve heard about you two. One is Xyla Quest’s wretched stepmother; the other is her wretched half-sister.

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