How could it be him?
"Hurry in." The prison guard urged impatiently.
Only then did Emma River come back to her senses, but as soon as she looked up, her eyes met Joshua Sulliven's, and her whole body instantly felt cold, as if she was stepping on an ice cube.
Emma River had long lost her previous excitement, only feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head. However, the situation simply didn't allow for her to make any choices, so she had no choice but to drag her feet, step by step, walking up to the long table and sitting down across from Joshua Sulliven.
The prison guard who was originally supposed to be guarding her had been replaced by the warden, who instinctively stood at a relatively farther distance and cautiously sized up Joshua Sulliven's expression after seeing Emma River's bruised face.
Seeing that he showed no signs of anger, only then did the warden assure himself that he had not misunderstood.