Tears welled in Debra's eyes and blurred her vision. 'Darryl, I may not survive tonight. I won't be able to stay by your side and serve you anymore in the future.'

Soon, Debra was taken to the Supervision Unit.

That was where Florian handled his official duties.

Whoa!

Debra was stunned as soon as she entered the Supervision Unit hall.

There were no instruments to torture her for the truth. Instead, there was a table of a sumptuous feast—the food was steaming hot, and it smelled great.