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Chapter 422: Break Her Legs 1
Author: Camellia
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Just you wait! I will get out of here! And when that day comes, we’ll see who’s laughing then!

Ivy was grinding her teeth with these thoughts when the prison guard suddenly opened the cell door and said, Ivy, you’ve been released. Come with me to pack your things and go through the formalities—then your family can come pick you up and take you home!

Everyone in the cell was stunned speechless!Old Mrs. Mill and Tasha could hardly believe their ears!How was this possible?Wasn’t Ivy supposed to be guilty of fraud?Wasn’t she supposed to be locked up for at least 10 or 20 years, maybe even longer?Why was she being let go now?!

If she was released today, how would Old Mrs. Mill move into Tomson Yipin once she got out in ten more days?Old Mrs. Mill panicked instantly!

Meanwhile, Ivy—who had looked half-dead just moments before—jumped straight up from the bed in wild excitement the second she heard the guard’s words!The pain from the brutal beating she’d just endured vanished completely, as i
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