The moment Vera saw Joseph, a surge of emotions welled in her chest.
After all, both Joseph and Aline had caused tremendous pain to her in the past. Even though so many years had passed since then, she still harbored a lingering resentment toward them.
Seeing Vera standing next to Roscoe, Joseph could only flash a bitter smile.
After pulling some strings, Joseph, Vera and Rena were finally allowed to enter.
Aline had requested to meet three of them.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of everything,” Joseph assured everyone.
The reception room in the detention center was small and plain, but at this point in Aline’s life, this was no longer her concern.
Aline sat there quietly, with both her hands and feet chained together.
Based on her demeanor, Aline seemed like a different person.
The energy that had previously characterized her was now gone, and the light in her eyes had died down into a shallow dim.
As Rena and the others came in, Aline slightly looked up and feebly blinked at them.
“Here you are.”
As soon as their eyes met, Vera felt a sense of rage bubbling inside her. She gnashed her teeth, trying her best not to lose control, and asked, “Are you going to confess? Or are you going to beg for mercy?
Regardless, I’m telling you it’s already too late.”
With a forlorn smile, Aline cast her eyes downwards, hiding the complexity in her eyes.
“Confess?” Aline muttered beneath her breath.
“Why should I confess to you? What difference will that make?”
Vera gnashed her teeth even harder and balled her hands into fists.
She wanted to beat Aline. Even though Aline was about to meet her demise, she still vexed others.