Chapter 215

Judith understood what Joyce was thinking and said directly, "It's true

this time. I have the paperwork stamped. Let's go, they are already

waiting for you." After saying that, she looked at Georgia and said

fiercely, "Get back to your second section. Someone wants to see

Joyce, and the chief has called personally tonight, so if you don't want

your business to be exposed, get lost if you know what you're doing,

and I'll pretend that nothing happened tonight. Otherwise, no one will

have a good time from now on."

The detention center was a place where the weak was meant to be

bullied by the strong. If you were not tough enough, you just could not

survive.

Georgia gritted her teeth and got up from the ground. She fell badly just

now, and the injury in her right arm was quite serious. Her sturdy body

shaking all the way along, and she felt both wretched and reluctant.

She cast them all a fierce glare, before leaving reluctantly.

Judith led Vicki and Joyce back to the cell first.

Joyce again expressed her gratitude, "Vicki, thank you so much for

tonight.”

Vicki walked into the cell and said to Joyce through the bars, “I'm not

going to do you a favor for nothing, remember you owe me a favor that

you're going to have to pay back later."

Joyce nodded her head, looking serious "Don't worry, I will do my best

within my ability.”

Vicki's lips showed a smile, looking enchanting and stunning in the dark

night, "Joyce, goodbye. See you later."

Joyce frowned gently, showing a puzzled look. She was only there for a

short meeting, and then she had to go back to her cell, and soon she

and Vicki would meet, so what was the “see you later” for?

"Get going. We've been delayed quite a while." Judith urged.

"Okay." Joyce followed Judith to the direction of the parlor, leaving

some distance away. She suddenly looked back, only to see Vicki still

standing behind the bars, watching her leave. She was grateful, and

could not help but look at Vicki a few more times, as if to carve Vicki's

face firmly in her mind. Although she was in prison, she was helped by

Vicki. Although their experiences, personalities and lives were far apart,

she was lucky to have made such a friend.

Judith walked ahead.

Joyce couldn't help but ask, "Who wants to see me this late. It's

midnight already.”

“I don't know, the chief himself called to give permission. It's a good

thing someone wanted to see you, or I wouldn't have had such an easy

time getting you back from Georgia." Judith returned with a blank face.

Joyce also seemed to have a background, and the warden himself

called in the early hours of the morning and arranged a meeting. She

had never heard of such a thing before.

"Oh, thank you so much.” Joyce gave her thanks. It seemed that Judith

was cold-faced and warm-hearted, and she's not a bad person.

"Don't thank me, thank Vicki if you want,” Judith returned lightly.

"Yeah." What happened just now was really close. She felt a growing

pain in her back, and it seemed that she would have to wait until

morning to get medicine.

Walking to the door of the parlor, Judith took out the key and opened

the door.

This was not where she met Jacqueline and Shelly during the day; it

appeared to be a separate parlor.

Joyce walked in alone.

When she saw the visitor, she froze.

There was no glass partition in the parlor, it was completely open. And

she just saw Luther sitting in a chair with a document in front of him,

looking cool and in a deep thought.