Chapter 22
The doctor just said that Eric was poisoned two years ago.
Two years ago, it was when he approached her for a deal.
Suddenly an impossible thought popped into Calista’s mind. She instinctively looked towards Marisa, who abruptly stood up and walked briskly outside. Calista’s heart skipped a beat as she quickly followed after her.
As soon as she got on the car, Marisa ordered the driver in front, “Go to the prison.”
Two hours later, the black Rolls Royce parked steadily in front of the prison gate.
Because I had greeted the prison staff in advance, a small door next to the main gate quickly opened.
Marisa walked straight towards the door without any hesitation, and Calista hesitated for a moment before following her.
Because it was a prison specifically for executing death row inmates, Calista and Marisa had to undergo multiple layers of inspection and review, signing countless names.
Finally, they were led by two prison guards into an empty small room.
Calista and Marisa had not been in the small room for long when another door leading to the room where prisoners were held in the back was quickly opened from outside.
Then two prison guards walked in with a prisoner.
After briefing both parties on the precautions, the four prison guards finally walked out, leaving the room to the three of them.
Calista then looked at Estelle in front of her.
If the prison guard hadn’t just confirmed with her and Marisa that person, Calista really wouldn’t have recognized her.
Estelle back then was the most arrogant heiress in Chicago, always looking at others with disdain or contempt in her eyes.
Standing in front of Calista now was Estelle, with her short, dry, yellow hair and a waxen, gaunt face. Her bright eyes were empty.
And those hands that once slapped Calista, as well as the feet that pressed her head into the disinfectant pool, are now heavily shackled together, as if locking her entire being and soul in the abyss, lifeless and heavy.
Marisa, who had been unusually calm, broke free from the rational cage at the moment when the prison guard closed the door, and pounced towards Estelle in front of her like a wild beast that had been imprisoned for a long time.
A heavy slap landed on Estelle’s face: “Bitch, you bitch!”
Estelle was like a soulless puppet, with no reaction even after being slapped to the ground by Marisa, allowing Marisa to beat and punch her.
It wasn’t until Marisa grabbed her collar, her eyes blazing, and shouted, “How dare you, dare to poison him!”
“He loved you so much, how could you dare!”
This time, Estelle finally reacted. The corners of her mouth stiffly lifted a self–deprecating smile, and her empty eyes gradually looked towards Marisa standing in front of her.
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“Love?” Estelle’s voice was rough and hoarse, barely audible if you didn’t listen carefully. “Did he love me?”
Estelle suddenly burst into loud laughter, but there was an infinite sadness in her voice, triggered by a word that made her laugh.
“If Eric had loved me, he wouldn’t have slept with other women and had children.”
“He clearly promised me that even if I couldn’t sleep with him, couldn’t have children with him, he would only love me and only me. But later, he completely forgot all of that. On our anniversary, he was in bed with another woman. On my birthday, it was the same. Every day, in every place, whether I was there or not, he was, with someone else!”
“He said it nicely, saying that he and Calista only slept together to have a child, so that I could marry into the Callahan family with this child. But in the end, he was useless, powerless, and incompetent. He only knows how to use such stupid methods, but blames all the mistakes on me. So he deserves to die, he deserves to die!”
“I deserve what I have today, but I am satisfied knowing he will be with me after death!”
At last, Estelle burst into another fit of wild laughter, her voice no longer filled with despair, but with relief.
Marisa couldn’t help it anymore and suddenly grabbed Estelle’s neck tightly: “I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you!”
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