Detention Center.

After Joyce met with Jacqueline and Shelly, she returned to the temporary holding room.

It didn't take long for two female guards to walk up and open the cell door with a harsh tone, "Joyce, come with me."

Joyce looked up at them and followed the two guards to the cell dedicated to the prisoners.

Cell after cell, the prisoners inside all gathered around the bars and scrambled to see what was going on.

"There's another newcomer."

Hey, what did you

same." Some people are not used to the cold and arrogant air of Joyce all over her

her baton and sternly shouted back,

of the cells. Pushing Joyce violently from behind, she said nonchalantly, "Get

was large inside, with a row of bunks that appeared

found an empty bed and sat down. Now she was isolated from the world and felt passive. For the first time, a fear of an unknown future grew within her heart. She did not know if she could

out, her voice full

"Joyce?! You're Joyce!"

wrinkles around her forehead. It seemed that she had aged a lot, no longer the delicate woman she once was, but she looked a bit more severe instead. It seemed that

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