Chapter 381
Sarah's gaze lazily swept over Lucy, her tone unhurried as she said, "Lucy, no one knows your
situation better than you. Are you really willing to be their
scapegoat?"
Lucy stared at her in disbelief. "You expectto believe you'd be so kind?"
"Honestly, there's someone behind both you and Charlotte-Vivian, isn't it? Look where protecting
them has gotten you," Sarah said with a faint smile.
Lucy's face turned pale, but she remained defiant. "As if being near you would be any better. It's
just jumping from one pit to another."
"I'm not here to waste twith you," Sarah replied coolly. "I know Charlotte was the one at the
Luthers' villa. | need more details. Telleverything."
Her icy gaze sent a shiver down Lucy's spine. After a long internal struggle, Lucy finally spoke up.
Maybe Sarah was right—she had gone from one bad situation to another. But that didn't mean she was willing to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtkeep being someone else's scapegoat.
After spilling everything-how Vivian orchestrated her release and arranged for Charlotte to meet her-Sarah's lips
curved into a satisfied smile.
"Since you've toldeverything, there's no reason for you to stay in this detention center," Sarah said.
Lucy's expression grew complicated. She knew Sarah wasn't someone who would let her off so easily.
Sure enough, Sarah continued, "Lucy, do you remember how you got out last time? Your psychiatric evaluation is
still on file. The place you belong is a mental institution."
Her tone was light, but Lucy's face drained of all color.
"No! You can't do this to me!" Lucy shouted, panic rising in her voice.
The thought of being in a mental institution-surrounded by unstable people, forced to take medication every day-
terrified her. Last time, her grandfather had managed to save her, but she knew he wouldn't intervene again.
Sarah stood up, her expression indifferent. "It's not up to you," she said simply before walking away.
Desperate, Lucy chased after her. "Sarah! | just helped you! Don't you dare sendto that place, you witch!"
She barely got her words out before the police pulled her back and locked her in the detention cell once more.
At the Mental Institution
Lucy was sent back to the mental institution. This time, without James’ intervention or her
grandfather's protection, she was treated like any other patient. The only difference was that she
was flagged as someone with a criminal background, so the staff took extra precautions when
dealing with her.
Now, without the shield of her family's influence, she was just another patient. Within mere hours of
being admitted, Lucy had already faced multiple scoldings. "Lucy Chancer, you have to finish all
your medication!"
"Lucy Chancer, you took someone else's meal again. Go back to your room and calm down for an
hour!"
Incidents like these happened constantly. The relentless criticism gradually wore down her fiery
temper.
Lucy slammed her fists against the door of her room. She had been locked inside for nearly two
hours, and no one had cto check on her. The isolation was unbearable. With no one to talk to,
all she had was an overwhelming sense of loneliness.
At mealtime, she carried her tray to a corner and sat down, trying to eat in peace. Just as she was
about to take her first bite, another patient disrupted her. "What are you eating?"
The person looked relatively normal. Lucy, annoyed, snapped, "Can't you see for yourself?"
"1 saw," the person replied casually. "But eating too much can make you fat." Lucy rolled her eyes,
her patience wearing thin.