Chapter 232 She Dared to Raise Her Voice at William


    When Ashton arrived with the clothes, Emelle swiftly changed, Ignoring William’s presence. After that, she opened the door and hurriedly left the hotel.


    The night had already enveloped the city. As she walked, she booked her flight on her phone.


    The earliest one was in an hour <b>and </b><b>a </b>half, but it would take an hour to get to the airport. Emelie took a deep breath, trying to stay calm as she booked her ticket <b>and </b>called for a cab


    It was rush <b>hour</b>, and there were over 30 people ahead of her in the line. Emele couldn’t hail a cab on the street either.


    Emelie stood alone on the roadside of an unfamiliar city. The night sky pressed down heavily, enveloping her in darkness. Neon lights from nearby shops illuminated her bewildered face.


    Just then<b>, </b>a car pulled up in front of her. “Get in.”


    It was William. At this moment, Emelie didn’t have the luxury of considering much else. She quickly opened the door and got in.


    The car immediately sped toward the airport. William looked at her tense jaw and asked, “What happened to your dad?”


    Emelie didn’t even think twice before snapping. “Don’t talk to me!”


    Ashton, who was driving the car, couldn’t resist stealing a nce at the rearview mirror. Her perception of Emelie was transformed. She truly was remarkable, daring even to raise her voice at William.


    Emelie booked ast–minute ticket, but only business–ss seats were avable. Once on the ne, William sat next to her, but she paid him no attention. <b>She </b>closed her eyes and tried to gather her thoughts.


    Three hourster, at 9:30 pm, the nended at Capebatt Airport. Emelie was the first to disembark. Her destination was clear as she headed toward the cabs in the basement.


    Halfway there, William grabbed her hand and pulled her over. “Get in my car. Do you want to be driven around by those cab drivers like some tourists at a time like <b>this</b>?”


    Emelle pursed her lips. William’s driver was waiting at the airport <b>entrance</b>. Once in the car, Ashton asked, “Whereto, Ms. Hover?”


    “Starlight Law Firm.”


    The driver inputted the name into the navigation system <b>and </b>soon dropped her off at thew firm’s entrance. Emelle got out of the car and rushed inside,


    Wim watched her retreating figure from the car and adjusted his cufflinks. He said calmly, “Find out what happened with her dad.”


    Ashton replied<b>, </b>“Yes, Mr. Middleton.”


    The car then drove away. It was well past 10:00 pm, and thew firm had already closed. Ashley had waited for Emelie, knowing she wasing.


    Seeing Emelie looking tense and cold, she handed her the freshly heated milk. “Take <b>a </b>few sips to warm up”


    Emelle held the ss with both hands, feeling the scalding heat searing her palms. She asked, “How did this happen?”


    Ashley exined over the phone that Ronan had gotten into a fight with another inmate in prison, leaving both of them injured and hospitalized.


    “I don’t know why they fought, but your dad has a broken lett leg, and the other inmate had his head injured. They’ve both been treated at the hospital


    “But most importantly, inmates who engage in tights <b>during </b>their sentence, especially those <b>who </b>cause serious injuries, may be seen as incorrigible, which can result in an extension of their sentence.”


    As Ashley finished, Emelie’s hand trembled. The milk overflowed from the cup<b>, </b>scalding her skin, but she barely felt it.


    <b>Ronan’s </b>temper was indeed vtile, or he wouldn’t have caused a scene in the hospital. But she never imagined he would get into trouble just days before his sentence was up. A fight with a fellow inmate, resulting in his own <b>broken </b>leg. Emelie felt a surge of anger and heartache. He was an old man, already serving three months in prison, and now…


    As her heartached, her grip on the cup tightened. Ashley took the cup from her and wiped away the spilled milk with a tissue. Her fair skin was reddened by the heat.


    She gently advised, “Don’t worry now. I’m just talking about the most serious situation. I only got this information after work hours, so I couldn’t find out more. Let’s wait untilN?velDrama.Org ? 2024.


    tomorrow.”


    Emelie frowned. “ts he in the hospital now? Can I visit him?’


    Ashley nodded<b>. </b>“Yes. I’ll arrange the paperwork tomorrow. Visiting him under the supervision of a guard won’t be difficult”


    “Thank you” Emelle nodded.


    Seeing Fanelle in such a state, Ashley hesitated for a moment before suggesting, “Why don’t you stay at my ce tonight?”