Sophia reminisced about her life. She had lived a glorious life. However, to achieve that, she always


    had to sacrifice a person to reach a greater height.


    Anne Bartley was her first victim. Never had she thought that the woman, who was dead for two


    decades, would be the nail in her coffin.


    Sophia had long regretted killing Anne. Anne didn''t have to die. Keeping Anne around wouldn''t have


    affected anything.


    However, Sophia acted like she was under a spell at that time. She harbored a strong resentment


    against Anne. On top of that, she banked on Javier''s affection and actedwlessly, thinking that she


    could do anything she liked under his protection.


    s, Javier''s love was nothing but an illusion.


    Sophia pulled her hair out and held strands of gray hair in her hands. The pain kept her sober. She had


    finally seen through Javier''s selfishness and heartlessness.


    He had never loved her. She didn''t believe he loved Anne either. Otherwise, why would he easily


    believe that Anne had taken her own life?


    Sophia widened her bloodshot eyes. Like a madwoman, she repeatedly mumbled, "Javier Beckett...


    One day, karma will get you. You''ll pay for your heartlessness! I''ll watch that from the heavens!"


    One day, Sophia had visitors at the prison.


    "Kirkman, you have visitors."


    As Sophia was a convicted felon, she wore handcuffs and ankle cuffs when she was led into the


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    Due to the mental pressure and the strain of the dim environment on her eyes, she suffered from a


    drastic decline in her eyesight. She couldn''t make out people or things that were ten feet away.


    She stood there like a skeleton with a nk expression. Feeling utterly dejected, she wanted to decline


    the visit now that no one cared about her.


    Still, she was curious about the identity of the visitors who would take the time to visit her.


    "Who are you?"


    Mom.


    Sophia''s dull eyes wavered. Then, she stumbled to the ss window that separated her from the


    visitors, apanied by the rattling sounds of her ankle cuffs.


    Her vision finally focused on Lauren''s fair face.


    She widened her eyes as she pressed her bony hands against the wall with might. She gaped. After a


    while, she cautiously asked, "L-Lauren? Is that you? Are you Lauren?"


    Lauren teared up when she met Sophia''s eyes. Thetter looked nothing like before.


    Lauren nodded.


    Landon stood beside her. He quickly wrapped an arm around her trembling shoulders and gently


    caressed them.


    He couldn''t believe that the disheveled woman with grey hair was once the dazzling and youthful wife


    of Javier Beckett.


    Sophia''s chest rose and fell violently. Her lips quivered as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Mr.


    Landon, you know about Lauren''s condition, don''t you? Why would you bring her to such a depressing


    ce?"


    Frowning, Landon was about to speak, but Lauren was ahead of him. She rified, "I asked Landon to


    bring me here."


    "Lauren..." Sophia sobbed uncontrobly. "I knew you were the nicest and kindest kid! I knew you


    would feel sorry to see me go."


    In the next second, Sophia''s reignited me of hope was mercilessly put out by Lauren''s pointed


    remark.


    Lauren exined, "I visit you not because I''ve forgiven you."


    Then, she inhaled sharply, tears of anger brimming in her eyes. "I just wanted to know why you''d hurt


    the innocent. Jasper has always been good to me. How could you be so cruel as to kill his mom?


    Why?"