Dora sat on the sofa, casually playing with her phone, her expression one of calm expectation, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips.
"I knew it, Uncle Green. The same way you put me in here is exactly how you're going to let me out!"
"Let you out? I'll have you moved somewhere else!" Nechemya was furious, his face turning crimson. He gestured to the bodyguards and barked, "Get her for me!"
Dora chuckled, "Green, let me remind you, unlawful detention or depriving someone of their personal freedom through any other illegal means carries a penalty of up to three years in prison, detention, probation, or deprivation of political rights, with more severe punishment for cases involving assault and insult. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Nechemya, suppressing his anger, asked,
