Can't Win Me Back



Chapter 2366

Alyssa shook her head. "Sheryl knows who you are. Trouble will ensue if she sees you. Let's wait and see for now."

After Sheryl entered the prison, the prison warden attended to her personally by leading her to the area where mentally sick prisoners were being held.

"I have isolated him. He hasn't been behaving himself the past few days. He even dashed out to Mr. Lynch to say that he needed legal assistance.

"He's quite severely ill, don't you think so?" The prison warden winked, as if he were trying to take credit for all that.

"That's normal for a mentally ill patient."

Sheryl stopped in her tracks at the door to a prison cell. She curled her lips upward coldly as she listened to the wails coming from the man within.

She pulled out a bank card from her lab coat pocket and handed it to the prison warden. "Thanks for your help lately. This is for you."

The warden accepted the card from her excitedly, expressed his utmost thanks, and then walked away.

With a grim expression on her face, Sheryl pushed the door open and entered.

The cement walls were gray. A man struggled frantically as two medical personnel pinned him down to the dirty bed in the corner. His hysterical howls were so loud that Sheryl had to cover her ears.

A moment after he was forcefully administered a shot of sedative, he quietened down.

Sheryl put her face mask on, then walked before the man in her clacking heels.

"Who... are... you...?" the man asked strenuously.

Sheryl studied him as if she were looking at something worthless. "I am the prison medic. You are ill, so I am here to treat you."

The man widened his eyes in terror. "I... I'm not ill... I'm not mad... I didn't kill anyone. I was falsely accused!"

Sheryl sneered. "All who enter here are guilty."

While she said that, she retrieved a syringe from her breast pocket. Without saying another word, she injected its contents into the man intravenously.

The man gaped in agony as his eyes turned bloodshot. Then, he started seizing.

Sheryl instructed the medical staff in an emotionless voice, "Get an ambulance. An inmate is suffering from acute organ failure and needs to be transferred externally for medical attention!"

Just like that, a whole hour passed. Yet, Sheryl still hadn't emerged from the prison.

A feeling of uneasiness nagged at Alyssa. She instructed Sean, 'Sean, you may go in now, but do not meet with Sheryl face to face.

*Just tell them that you are sent by Mr. Lynch, that man who went in to provide legal aid previously, to meet with that man named Grover Bennett. Remember to act natural."

Sean gestured an "okay" sign to Alyssa before opening the door and slipping out of the car. He then entered the prison gates.

He came back out approximately 15 minutes later. He had an extremely staggered look on his face when he got back into the car.

'Ms. Alyssa, Grover isn't in prison. He has been sent away."

"Sent away? By whom?" Alyssa sat upright, alarmed.

"The prison guard didn't mention anything about that, but he said that Grover was sent away to receive urgent medical attention due to an acute illness."

Sent away to receive medical attention?

Alyssa's mind raced, recalling how Sheryl had entered the prison in her medic uniform. Shortly afterward, Grover was taken away.

She refused to believe that this was a coincidence.

Her expression hardened. "Sheryl likely left with him through the back gates. For her to pull this off without raising suspicion means someone in the prison is working with her."

Sean was puzzled. "But is Grover really ill? How could the timing be so perfect?"

"Nothing in this world is purely coincidental. If it wasn't a butterfly effect, it was a deliberate act."

A thought struck her, and she gritted her teeth. 'It's only been a few days since Grover begged your brother for help with an appeal. Now, Sheryl has moved him. It's clear she's trying to silence him. This points to a bigger conspiracy involving Grover. We need to find him!"