Lake Island Prison.

Omaha's hair had been cut to inches, all his belongings had been confiscated, and now he walked into the prison in a blank state wearing his prison uniform and holding his clothes.

The Caucasian officer on guard looked at his name tag with a look of disdain in his eyes.

Omaha will spend a week in Lake Island prison before being deported to China because he was carrying 461 grams of heroin illegally into the country.

Omaha's face was full of remorse, and if he didn't know, others would have thought that he was very guilty of the act of hiding drugs in his body.

But this is not the mood of Omaha at this time.

Not to mention the fact that the organization has given him funds for his activities in the United States, his arrangements in the United States have also been completely disrupted.

Bastard~Bastard~ It would be nice if I could endure it for a while longer, I have already arrived in New York, why did I go wrong at the New York airport! Didn't Hakimra say he had everything in order? Why was he, his brother Yuquiliri, and his grandfather besieged as soon as they arrived in New York.

Who the hell betrayed the news?

Omaha's mind had countless questions, but none of them were answered.

I don't know how Yuquiliri is now, I don't know how Grandpa is.

With a bang, another iron gate opened.

The damp, dark, bar-filled prison made Omaha feel uncomfortable.

The prison guard who was following him saw Omaha stop, looked at the cell hall, and reached out to push him. Omaha turned his head and glared at him angrily, only to see that he had drawn his baton.

Dealing with an illegal drug possessor, Philip has no sympathy at all.

In Lake Island, there are two biggest, one is a baton and the other is money.

Philip was not interested in the Middle Easterners, who would be repatriated in two weeks.

So when Omaha turned his head and glared at him angrily. Philip's baton had already been smashed.

Prison is his world, and there are all his people on the side, and Philip has nothing to worry about.

Omaha snorted violently, and was directly smashed into his right arm, and his whole arm became numb.

Philip looked at him coldly, then stretched out his foot and kicked him, "Go." ”

Eventually, Omaha was carried by the strong Philip and thrown into a prison.

"Poor newcomer~"

When Omaha looked up, a strong black man sat at the head of the bed and shook his head, looking at him with a look of pity.

……

"Dad~ Please let me out, I have to rush to Salt Lake City. That's my job. Jessica Alba angrily knocked on the door, but unfortunately there was no reaction at all.

She angrily lifted the cup on the table and slammed it against the door, thudging it to the ground and shattering into pieces.

Jessica grabbed her hair and sat down on the floor, leaning against the edge of the bed.

It's too much, Dad really goes too far.

After returning from the TBS New Year's Eve concert in Japan. Jessica was locked up by Mark because his always well-behaved daughter actually disobeyed his orders and went to Japan to fool around with the infidels who made extreme statements.

I didn't.

Although Jessica retorted so. But where would Mark Alba believe Jessica's words?

A person who never lies, once she has lied, will constantly use her lie to cover up another lie.

Mark Alba, who was actually born, directly locked up Jessica's confinement.

Unplug the phone and move the computer. Move away from the TV and cut off all contact with the outside world until her daughter can change her mind. Live a new life.

I really don't, I really, don't~

Jessica clasped her hands on her knees and buried her head between her legs.

She really went against her heart and tried hard to restrain her emotions, knowing that such estrangement would allow Natalie Portman or Christina to seize the opportunity, but for Mark's advice. Yes, she has always been a good child, and whatever Mark says, he will abide by. And this time, she did it very hard.

But Dad didn't believe her.

She went to Japan, but it was really work.

During her time in Japan, she never met Jerry privately at all, nor did she sleep with him or with him at all.

But, Dad, why, why don't you believe me?

I love you so much, and I love him so much.

Why does it have to be.

Jessica looked up slightly, looking at the fragments of the teacup scattered on the ground, stunned.

Bang bang bang ~ There was a knock on the door.

"Sister~"

It's Joshua.

Jessica quickly stood up from the side of the bed.

"Joshua ~ let me out."

"Not right now. Sister~ I haven't got the key yet. You'll have to endure for a few more days! In a few days, when my father went out, I would pick the lock. ”

"Now, right now."

"Not really, sister, I'm going to be beaten up in the ass by Mark. You don't want your cute little brother to lie in bed for half a month to recuperate, do you? ”

Jessica bit her lip and angrily slammed her fist on the door.

"Sister~ Don't worry, I will definitely be on your side. What you need to do now is to rest well, eat well, and don't wait until you can go out, but you will lose your energy. ”

Joshua was a diehard Jeff, he didn't care what he believed in or didn't believe, in his eyes, rock 'n' roll and rebellion were everything.

It was precisely because of this that poor Joshua was almost beaten up by Mark.

He didn't want his sister to be well-behaved.

He has never been dismissive of Jessica Alba, who exists like a good baby.

So from childhood to adulthood, his relationship with Jessica was not very good.

Over the years, a big reason why he has gotten close to his sister is that his well-behaved sister has actually become Jiebao's girlfriend.

This is something he simply could not have imagined.

For a moment, he wondered if he was wrong.

Until he saw his sister and Mark have an argument over Jerry.

He realized that his sister, who seemed to be extremely well-behaved on the surface, actually had a rebellious heart that was not weaker than himself.

"Is there any news of him lately?" Jessica leaned feebly against the door, "Help me find some more newspapers related to him!" ”

"No, Mark is very controlled now."

"I know you're going to figure it out, Joshua. Please, I haven't heard from him in months. ”

"Didn't I stuff you with a newspaper last time?"

"Before I could see it, it was confiscated by Mark."

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps kicking outside the door.

Joshua, who had been talking to Jessica against the door, suddenly lost his voice.

"Joshua~Joshua~"

The door opened, and Catherine Alba walked in with dinner. (To be continued......)