Catherine's photograph was printed in the most prominent spot on the newspaper.
Ms. Tracy stared at Catherine's photograph, somewhat dazed.
She reached out and touched Catherine's face with her finger. Aside from the faint friction of the newspaper, she felt nothing else.
This was a prison—a private prison—right beside Bu Peien. Old Fox had once served his sentence here as well.
Its advantage was that as long as you paid enough money, staying here was like going on vacation! As the most favored "girl" in the family—at least, she had once been a girl, though she was still favored—Ms. Tracy's family paid one hundred and eighty thousand dollars a year for her.
An average of fifteen thousand dollars a month.
Did that sound like a lot? It was actually quite reasonable!
Here, she enjoyed an independent prison suite of about one hundred and fifty-five square meters, complete with a private bathroom and toilet.
There was a study, a living room, a lounge, and even a large south-facing bedroom!
The room was furnished with various seasonal green plants and flowers, and twenty-four-hour hot water was provided.
She received three free meals a day, free afternoon tea and pastries, as well as customized kitchen services.
She could hand her dirty clothes to the prisoners to wash, and the prisoners came to clean once a week.
Apart from not being allowed to leave or make phone calls at will, this place was no different from the outside world!
The independent suite where she lived was furnished like a five-star hotel! Otherwise, they would never have charged her fifteen thousand dollars a month. In fact, it came to only five hundred dollars a day for such a good environment, which was not expensive at all!
In fact, that was exactly the case. Normally, the