"What do you mean?" Mary asked and Madam Laura shifted her gaze from Felicia to look at her.
"Just wash these clothes if you both want your stay here in the prison to be a peaceful one with no fights and arguments, obey my commands and that's it", said Madam Laura.
"I'm not doing any of those, these are your clothes so you should be the one to wash them yourself", Felicia objected. Madam Laura gave her lackeys a look and they immediately understood their tasks.
Two of the inmates pushed Felicia, forcing her to kneel as she yelped in pain. Mary was about to lend her help but two other lackeys held her back.
"You seem to be a stubborn one", madam Laura commented. "But don't worry, I will make sure to straighten you out", she added with a devious smirk.
An inmate brought out a round container filled with dirty water closer to Felicia's face. When the smell of the dirty water hit Felicia's nose, she opened her mouth and threw up.
