Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

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 All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

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.