Chapter 205

The face of Christian, the evil-looking man who always wore a black

suit, came to Joyce's mind. Joyce couldn't react for a moment, thinking

that Christian must have seen the news reports or other sources and

knew that she had been put in a detention center.

She never thought that Christian would find someone to protect her in

such a place.

“I'm not, I've only met him a few times." Joyce frowned gently and

answered truthfully.

"That's interesting!" Vicki's eyes were sharpened. Christian actually

owed her a huge favor for a woman he had met a few times.

However, she did find Joyce a few more interesting.

"Make a friend, so we can take care of each other when we go out.”

Vicki extended her hand to Joyce and said in a friendly manner. The

words sounded as if she was certain that Joyce would soon leave the

detention center.

Joyce also stretched out her hand and shook it gently with Vicki. She

had an inexplicable good feeling about Vicki and always felt that the

connection between them in the future would not be simple.

They had just met but felt like it was just their fate to meet today.

Joyce walked straight toward Lauren, and when she got close, she

stopped in her tracks.

Lauren looked scared and resentful, staring at Joyce with a deadly

glare as if she wanted to eat Joyce alive.

"Joyce, don't get too happy now. You set me up, and I will get it back."

“Lauren. You keep saying that I framed you and drugged you, but I am

also a victim. You think about it, I was attacked and almost insulted,

and I sacrificed so much just to frame you? Was it worth it?" Joyce

sounded calm.

She analyzed, "I have seen you in jail for so long, always insisting that

you were framed. I have to admit that I am beginning to think that there

must be something more serious behind this incident and that someone

else may have manipulated the whole thing. I have been thinking about

it. The drugging part had been so clumsy and easy to detect, and you

simply could not possibly drug me and arrange the attack later that

night! The police have not been able to catch the true criminal. He

avoided all surveillance and is clearly a veteran."

“I didn't drug it. I did buy the medicine, but it got lost that night!" Lauren

said after a moment of silence.

“If I can get out and you really did not do it. I'll find a way to find out the

truth. After all, I wouldn't want the real Killer to escape.” Joyce said

solemnly.

"Huh. Why should I believe you? You can barely protect yourself now."

Lauren sneered.

"Believe it or not, you don't have a choice. Why don't you think carefully

about what happened that night and if there was anything unusual?

Who could possibly know you had bought these pills?" Joyce asked.

She sure had thought about it many many times, but she could never

think of a thing. After Joyce reminded her, she seemed to suddenly

remember something, "I showed Charlotte the pills, I wanted her to use

them on you, but Charlotte did not agree. She refused me on the spot.

And then later, the drug was lost. I never wanted to give you the drug

myself."

Charlotte?

Joyce frowned as a strange feeling grew again.

On the day Stephanie died, she met Charlotte at noon. Although the

time of Charlotte's departure and the time of Stephanie's death did not

match.

But why, why would Charlotte get involved in all these things?

What exactly could be the connection between these seemingly

unrelated things?

Joyce was in deep doubt.