Christine White put her cell phone down, “He said he’d have someone greet Debby York properly in jail.”
“Greetings?” Aunt Lucy flinched for a second before realizing what it meant, “He’s going to buy his way out of jail and hit Debby York, huh?”
“I think … right?” Christine White nodded a little uncertainly.
Aunt Lucy tsked, “But I always thought that mister shouldn’t just let someone beat him up.”
“Is it hard to believe he’s going to do something else?” The corner of Christine White’s mouth twitched.
Aunt Lucy laughed softly, “Who knows, we’ll find out when we see tomorrow, trust me, Debby York’s results are out tomorrow.”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White answered softly, then shifted her gaze to the coffee table and walked away, unsure of what she was thinking.
The next day, true to Aunt Lucy’s word, Debby York’s results came in.
She was guilty of poisoning plus intentional homicide, and even if she turned herself in, she was sentenced to fifteen years, plus there was Baird Lane’s manipulation in the mix, which added another five years to her sentence, for a total of twenty years.
Now Debby York is only twenty-five years old, and with a twenty-year sentence, she’ll be forty-five when she gets out, so you could say her life is ruined.
Such an outcome is not to be saddened.
In addition to being saddened, Christine White felt a little sad.
Of course, she wasn’t grieving for Debby York, but for the remaining parents.
At such an old age and in poor health, and now that my daughter is in jail, it’s a problem how to live in the future.
I also wonder if Debby York is regretting it now.
“She wants to see you.” Baird Lane put down the spoon he was sipping soup with and suddenly spoke to an emotional Christine White.
Christine White blinked, “Debby York?”
Baird Lane nodded, “She asked me to pass on a message to you at the station yesterday that she wanted to see you.”
“Did she say what she wanted to see me about?” Christine White asked, putting down her chopsticks.
Baird Lane gave her a look, “No.”
“So.” Christine White nodded, “I’ll meet her later then.”
“Only see this side.” Baird Lane said.
Christine White somewhat missed his point and looked at him with blank eyes.
He sighed and explained, “Just this one time, and don’t even bother seeing her again.”
“So that’s what it means, that’s all I know, I will.” Christine White obliged.
In fact, even if he didn’t say anything, she planned to never see Debby York again.
Even if she was friends with Debby York, a betrayal is a betrayal, and she wouldn’t look at her past friendship and not care about this betrayal.
Especially since this betrayal was still directed at Grandpa.
After breakfast, Baird Lane went out.
Christine White before getting into a car driven by Uncle Luise and setting off for the women’s prison on the outskirts of town.
Debby York had been delivered last night, and the sight of her behind bulletproof glass, dressed in a prison uniform, was emotional for Christine White.
It’s only been one night, and it’s amazing how short her hair is cut, her whole mental state is off, and she’s lost a bunch of weight.
“There you are.” Debby York smiled as if she hadn’t seen Christine White’s scowl and picked up the phone receiver, greeting her.
Christine White also took the microphone, “Well, I came to see you.”
“This is probably the last time we’ll see each other, isn’t it?” Debby York said with a smile, but her eyes were red.
Christine White’s eyes got a little sour when she heard that and her happy times with her came to mind, “That’s right, this is the first time I’ve been here and the last time I’m going to be here to see you, so if there’s anything you have to say, you’ll just have to tell me all about it, and you won’t have the chance to do it again.”
“Good thing too.” Debby York nodded, “I’ve done something wrong that I’m sorry for, it’s better if I don’t come to see me, at least that way I don’t have to think about how I’m going to face you, I’m sorry Christine, I really didn’t think that we’d get to this point.”
“Yeah, I wasn’t expecting that either, and do you know how devastated I was when I found out you poisoned me?” Christine White held down her chest.
Debby York laughed through her tears, “I know how it must hurt to be betrayed by your best friend, I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to tell me you’re sorry, the person you should really be saying sorry to is my grandfather.” Christine White sucked in her breath, not accepting her apology.
Debby York lowered her head, “Then please, apologize to the old chairman for me, after all, there’s no way I can apologize to him in person when I’m like this, you know, I actually regret it, I really do, I’m so sorry for why I believed Molly Bort in the first place, and did that kind of thing.”
“Is there any point in talking about this now? It happened, and neither of us can go back and make up for it.” Christine White looked at her with an expressionless face.
Debby York smiled to herself, “You’re right, so what if I regret it, after all, it was me who made the choice in the first place, whether it was impulsive or just a heat of the moment, I did it, and I truly hate it so much right now, I hate Molly Bort, and more than that, I hate myself, I’m the one who was stupid, and it hurt everyone.”
“Instead of blaming yourself here, you should think about what to do about your parents, you want to see me, I think it’s for your parents, right?” Mentioning Yu’s father and mother, Christine White’s tone softened slightly.
Debby York propped her hand on the glass and looked at her with a pleading face, “Christine, now that you know what I want to see you for, I’m begging you to help me, I’m not begging you to take care of my parents for me, I’m just begging you to help me get my parents back to my country and send them to their hometown.”
“Sent to the old country?”
“That’s right, there’s land and a house back home, they rent it out and collect a little rent every month and they can get by and make ends meet, it’s the only thing I can do for them, so Christine, I’m asking you to please help me, for the sake of my dad and my mom who have been so good to you in the past, you have to help me!” Debby York dropped to her knees.
Christine White hastily signaled the guards behind her to help her up, then sighed and returned, “I’ll help you.”
Debby York’s eyes lit up and she bowed gratefully toward Christine White, “Thank you, thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank me, you’re the one who’s sorry for me and my grandfather, not my aunt and uncle, that’s something I can still tell the difference, what’s more, my aunt and uncle did take care of me in the past so even if you don’t have to ask me to please me, I’m not going to just stand by and watch them fail to come back from abroad.” Christine White said.
Debby York cried and nodded, “That’s fine, it’s just that that money I asked you to borrow earlier, I may not be able to pay you back until twenty years from now.”
“If you remember at that time, then you can give it back to me, if not, you don’t have to.” Christine White smiles.
Debby York raised her arm and wiped her eyes, “You, you’re still so soft-hearted.”
“Time’s up!” At this time, the female prison guard behind her suddenly spoke out, coldly reminding.
Christine White subconsciously glanced up at the timer on the wall and realized that after such a short while, it had actually been fifteen minutes.
This time is going by pretty fast.
“Christine,” Debby York finally mentioned quickly before being taken away by the prison guards, “Molly Bort said before that she was going to make you feel the pain of being betrayed by someone close to you, so I shouldn’t be the first one, so watch out for the rest of them. ”
Christine White sniffs, her heart tightens and her face is serious as she nods, “I will.”
“That’s good.” Debby York smiled knowingly, “But I hope more than anything that you won’t be betrayed by anyone else, and I hope I’m the first and last, Christine, goodbye!”
“Bye!” Christine White waved.
Debby York took one last look at her and was taken away by the prison guards without looking back.
Christine White looked up at the ceiling and finally realized in her heart that she had truly lost her best friend.
“Miss.” Another prison guard approached.
Christine White blinked as if trying to blink back tears, then, with a smile, she asked, “What can I do for you?”