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.

After a short lull, Aline burst into laughter.

There was something maniacal and unsettling with the way she Laughed, and it sent a shiver down Joseph's spine.

Given their tumultuous history, Joseph had a lot of questions that he wanted to ask Aline before she faced the death penalty. Since Vera was also here, it was best to ask Aline those questions in person.

Joseph looked into Aline's eyes, his eyes narrowing into a sharp stare that could pierce her soul.

"Aline, did you ever love me? Or did you just love my wealth?"

Aline continued laughing, her Laughter sounding wilder than the last.

"Joseph, how much money do you think you have? Yes, I did aspire to be your wife back then, but that was only because Harold didn't Like me. You know what was the most amusing part while I was seducing you?

It was that you were obviously deeply in love with Vera back then.

I wanted to see the look on her face when she realized that her love for you amounted to nothing. If I couldn't have you, then no one else could."