Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 103

To people like them who lived a pampered life of luxury, the art of embroidery was completely unfamiliar territory. They had never held a needle at home. If something was damaged, they would just throw it out, so there was no use for needles.

Needles punctured their fingers, and it was frightening to look at.

Out of carelessness, the needle on Emily's right hand once again pricked her left index finger.

As the stinging pain spread, the last of her patience was gone. She immediately threw the embroidery frame onto the ground, wailing and yelling, "Are we living in ancient times right now?

"To think handmade embroidery still exists! How would I know how to do it?! Is this torture? I'm a pregnant woman. What merits do they have for torturing me to death?

"Why did the others get so little handkerchiefs while we get so many? Did that sh*tty Xyla Quest bribe someone?

"Is Father really going to ignore this? And Brother Sullivan, why is he ignoring me? I'm pregnant with the Sullivan family's child!"

She was going mad. Ever since she got here, her mother and she had been doing work the whole time like they were the busiest people in the detention center.

On the first day, they had washed over a hundred sets of tableware and dozens of clothes.

The second day, they were forced to embellish so many handkerchiefs!

Besides this, they were also assigned to a huge detention cell with a group of fierce-looking and an unpleasant group of women.

This group of people showed both of them no respect. They wanted these women to help them with their embroidery, but none of them were willing.

Was the officer in charge of the detention center crazy? Why were they treating her this way? Weren't they afraid that she would take revenge on them once she got out? Didn't they know she was a young lady from a wealthy family?

"That's enough, what's with the ramblings? If you keep nagging, I'll rub your face on the floor and beat you to a pulp!" a bald inmate said coldly.

"Would you have the guts to?" Emily retorted.

"Why not? You must not know that I'm temporarily held here for murder. A murderer will have to die eventually, so do you think I'll be afraid of you?" The bald inmate shouted.

Emily immediately shrunk back as her heart beat faster. She could not afford to offend a death row prisoner.

"Do your embroidery properly! If you can't finish what's in front of you today, I'll beat you up so bad that no one will recognize you! I heard that you'd be getting married once you get out. Do you want to wear your wedding gown with a swollen face? Huh?"

The bald inmate continued to threaten as the others glared at Emily with bloodthirsty eyes.

Emily was furious, but she could only suppress it. After a deep breath, she picked up the handkerchief from the floor and continued working on it.

May shuddered. She looked at Emily and said, "That's enough dear, let's endure it for a bit. Everything will be fine once we get out." "Yeah..." Emily nodded firmly.

"I've already inquired. We'll be freed one day before your wedding so it's only just a few more days. Let's be patient," May added.

Emily nodded again. As she was distracted, the needle once again pricked deeply into her left thumb. Blood flowed immediately.

"Ah!" She quickly retracted her hand, braced the pain, and pulled out the needle. As she sucked her thumb, the strong taste of blood spread inside her mouth.

May's heart tightened painfully. She asked with reddened eyes, "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Emily nodded. "I'm not okay... Mom, it really hurts."

"Endure it. Once we get out, let's deal with that b*tch Xyla Quest!" May gritted her teeth.

Having said that, she was suddenly hit hard on the back of her head.