Female Novel
Chapter 249 Are You Crazy For Real?
Chapter 249 Are You Crazy for Real?
In the prison, as usual, Libby was doing a handicraft while sitting on her bed. A prison guard entered to
break the silence.
"You've adjusted to the environment well."
Libby stared up at her in shock, wondering who she was. Frowning for a long time, she asked in
uncertainty, "Who are you?"
"You don't need to know. Someone sent me to find you."
The prison guard stared at Libby with a smile.
Libby stiffened, gaping at the man in disbelief. 'Someone? Would it be...'
Earlier, the mysterious guy she worked with asked her to stay in jail and wait to be set free. She
wondered why he sent someone to her.
Libby gazed at the prison guard in confusion, and her handicraft dropped to the ground.
The prison guard looked around and lowered his voice. "I was sent here because we still needed you
to do something."
Libby frowned as she didn't expect to be assigned to another task.
Returning to her senses, she walked towards the prison guard behind the fence and muttered, "What's
the new task?"
The prison guard nodded in satisfaction, approaching and lowering his voice.
"Find a chance to meet Hollie."
Libby was surprised. "What for?" she looked more shocked.
Earlier, she had seen Hollie from afar several times. Hollie had become a madwoman and been
sentenced to death. The death penalty would be executed in a year.
Libby wondered why she was still requested to meet Hollie. She was too confused to repress it and
blurted out, "Isn't Hollie nuts? Why do I need to see her?"
The prison guard glanced at her impatiently. Then he bent over to whisper to Libby.
After hearing the details of the new task, Libby stared at the prison guard in a panic, and her face
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"Her death penalty will be executed in a year. Is it necessary to do so?"
"It's not up to you."
The prison guard frowned at her unhappily.
After considering for a while, Libby asked in disbelief, "He asked me to do so?"
"Yep." The prison guard nodded and promised solemnly, "If you can do it well, you will be set free
earlier than sentenced. After all, you were an accessory criminal."
His words stunned Libby. "Do... Do you mean I can leave here earlier?"
"It depends on if you do a good job."
The prison guard stared at Libby, a trace of disdain flashing through his eyes.
Libby went wild with joy.
"Tell him. I'll do the job well. Please rest assured."
After receiving a satisfying response, the prison guard left.
...
At lunchtime, the jailbirds worked together after having lunch.
Taking the chance, Libby found Hollie.
Right then, Hollie no longer looked as energetic as before.
Sitting on a wooden bench in a daze, she did the handicraft numbly, her eyes blank.
A dark light flashed through Libby's eyes. Sitting opposite Hollie, Libby asked tentatively, "Hollie?
Hollie, do you still remember me?"
Hollie looked up dully to glance at her. Her eyes were blank, as if she even couldn't remember her
name.
Libby was startled, staring at Hollie in confusion and hesitation.
Hollie seemed to be a simpleton now. Libby wondered why that man had still sent her to find Hollie.
While she was lost in thought, a prison guard snapped, "You! Why did you stop?"
Libby trembled. Lowering her head, she immediately continued with the handcraft.
The prison guard didn't give her a hard time and patrolled away.
After finishing a piece, Libby whispered to Hollie, "Do you still remember Martha Doyle?"
Hollie seemed not to hear her voice, still doing the handicraft in silence.
Libby didn't think Hollie could understand her words. Yet the fake prison guard's words echoed in her
ear--"If you can do it well, you will be set free earlier than sentenced."
Libby didn't want to stay in jail for the rest of her life. Thinking of that, she gritted her teeth and leaned
forward slightly.
"I heard Martha's son was safe and sound. He was severely ill but was saved. He became like a
normal child."
"Also, Martha has become the president of the Doyle Group, managing everything in the company just
like you did before. If we hadn't lost, you would have been the company president and respected by
others."
"Also, Maxwell's stroke has been cured."
...
Libby whispered in Hollie's ear for a long time, but the latter didn't respond.
Feeling disappointed, Libby said, "Are you crazy for real?"
The next second, Hollie suddenly jumped to her feet.
When Libby thought Hollie would respond to her, Hollie went to the accessories area, picked up a pair
of accessories, and repeated doing the handicraft.
With a lingering shock, Libby watched her. Finally, she ran out of patience, grabbed the pieces from
Hollie, and growled, "Haven't you heard me?'
Hollie slowly looked up, smiling dully at her like a retard. Reaching out, she insisted on grabbing the
pieces back.
Finally, Libby believed Hollie had been mentally ill for real.