Chapter 1104

Chapter 1104Chapter 1104 You Have A Visitor
Someone poured him a glass of water, “Here, have some water.”
As James took the cup of water, he inadvertently tugged the bloody strips on his back left behind after
being whipped. He couldn't help but let out a hiss of pain.
“Don't ever let me out, or else the first thing I'll do is deal with that bastard,” a man yelled. “This is too
brutal. No matter what, I used to be a governor. Do they really take us as criminals?
“Walter, let it be...” James said weakly. “We're just prisoners now. No matter how glorious our past was,
it's all in the past now.”
He took a sip of water, pulled a small bag of pills from his headboard with his trembling hand, and
swallowed the contents.
“The doctor gave me some medicine. Hopefully, I'll feel better tomorrow.”
He let out a sigh and surveyed the place. “I never thought I'd end up in this situation one day.”
“James, I'm sure you've been wronged. You'll definitely be released in the future... It's a pity we...”
Walter said, looking devastated. “We've violated the laws of the State.”
“Let's not dwell on this any longer. Everyone should get some rest,” James said. He was a little tired
after taking the medicine and barely had the energy to continue chatting with them. “Who knows? They
might call us all out to work again later tonight. Let's disperse. Move along. Go and get some rest.”
Just then, a voice of a prison guard suddenly rang out from the entrance. “James, you have a visitor!”
A visitor?James was just about to lie down on his bed. He was visibly shocked by the news. Could it be Joe?
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Who could that be then?
He struggled to get out of bed, then proceeded to put on his shoes and stumbled his way over.
The prison guard opened the cell door. His cold and impatient gaze landed on James. “Hurry up! Why
are you dawdling?”
James also wanted to quicken his pace, but any slight movement would affect the wounds on his back,
causing intense, searing pain.
That left him awfully uncomfortable, especially since he was running a high fever.
His head was heavy and he felt terrible all over.
The prison guard impatiently grabbed him and shoved him forward, causing him to stumble and almost
fall onto the ground.
Luckily, he quickly braced himself against the wall and regained his balance.
However, this action triggered a severe bout of coughing in him. Cough... cough...
“What a nuisance!” the prison guard cursed. “You ought to know better what should be said and what
shouldn't. The sergeant wants me to tell you that you'd better keep your mouth shut and be careful with
your words!”
With a blank expression, Xie James continued forward. Every step he took was a form of torment for
him at that point.Then again, the strong desire to find out who the visitor was kept him going.
Even though he nodded without saying a word, he was full of mockery deep inside.
Aren't they just afraid that I'll reveal how I get beaten up and tormented in here? Hah!
A few minutes later, he finally dragged his weary and weak body to the visiting room.
Sitting down before the glass window, he saw a few young people standing behind it.
He was evidently shocked by the sight before him.
Other than Joseph and Charlotte, Lucas and Ashlyn also came along.
Why is everyone here? How is this possible?
He slowly took a seat on the chair and picked up the phone.
Waves of emotions overwhelmed Joseph at the sight of James' haggard appearance. Without
hesitation, he sat down and grabbed the phone. “Dad, Dad...”
“Joe,” James uttered. “It's snowing heavily outside, and it's so cold here. Why are you all here? Aren't
you cold?”
His tone was just like before—full of concern.
Those words made Joseph feel awful. “Dad, I've brought you some stuff for daily use. Don't worry; we'll
surely get you out of here.”
“Silly child.” James sighed. “I'm doing quite well here. No one bullies me. I share a cell with some of my
former colleagues. Don't need to worry about me.”