The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 578

"You cursed Tamara out so harshly last time, yet she wasn't angry at all. Before she left, she was still thinking of me. I refuse to believe she's as heartless towards me as you all say."

Lance sneered. "Carola, how old are you this year? Are you still this easy to fool? I don't want to waste my breath arguing with you over this nonsense. Since your mind still isn't clear, then stay locked up for a few more days."

Carola trembled with rage, suddenly remembering her main purpose for throwing the glass today. She revealed a jagged glass shard, which she had secretly grabbed at some point during the commotion. "Lance, if you don't let me out today, I'll die right in front of you!"

Lance's eyes darkened, and he stepped forward to grab her wrist, but Carola quickly dodged out of the way.

In her highly emotional state, Carola didn't realize that the shard of glass in her hand had sliced her own neck. A line of crimson blood slowly trickled down her skin.

Lance was deeply startled by the blood on Carola's neck, finally showing a trace of genuine panic. "Haven't you made enough of a scene? What is it that you can't just talk out properly? Why do you have to resort to these extreme tactics every time?"

Carola also hadn't expected to cut herself. She had only taken the shard to scare Lance; she didn't possess the courage to actually self-harm. As the sharp pain spread around her neck, deep grievance and anger welled up in her heart, and her tears fell in a rush.

Her momentum completely shattered, leaving her looking far less arrogant than before.

"Lance... I'm locked in the house day after day, unable to go anywhere, without even a phone to keep me company... I'm really going crazy! If you keep locking me up like this, I might as well be dead!"

Carola sounded like she was on the verge of a complete breakdown.

Watching her break down in tears like this, Lance couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

The sharp, cold-gleaming glass was still tightly clutched in Carola's hand.

Lance listened to Carola's tearful complaints with trepidation, terrified that her hand would press another inch into her neck.

However, that little nick just now had indeed hurt Carola, and she subconsciously controlled her hand, moving the deadly shard away from her throat.

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