NovelStartWhen Luther received the call from Joyce, at first he didn't think it would be danger coming at all.
When he heard the familiar, nauseating voice, it was actually Charlotte speaking over Joyce's cell phone.
At that moment, his heart was completely flustered. His brain was instantly blank.
He happened to be out driving and he heard Charlotte ask him to collect Joyce's body at Club Pascaylia.
He turned the wheel violently, straddling four lanes of traffic and making a U-turn right in the middle of the road, nearly hitting an
oncoming large bus.
He couldn't care less about anything, and roared forward through all the red lights with the gas pedal all the way to the bottom.
Fortunately, he happened to be near the outskirts of the city, not far away, and soon arrived.
As he entered the rotten building, he faintly heard conversations from inside, echoing in the empty building.
He saw the man on top of the overhead platform, lying in a pool of blood. He was Tommy, whom he had met. Once he visited
Military Staff House and Tommy received him.
His heart tensed up, and fear spread rapidly inside him.
When he heard from the building Joyce speaking, he felt slightly better.
He cupstairs quickly and was finally relieved to see Joyce in a dominant position with a pistol pointed at Charlotte.
Unexpectedly, this time, he cto hear with his own ears, Charlotte admitted that it was she who killed his most beloved
grandmother, who raised him as a child and loved him the most.
Although he and Karl had previously analyzed the facts, however, the shock of hearing it in person was still like a fierce
thunderstorm for him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe held Joyce, who was backing up, and swept her up in his arms.
His long body was trembling because of the shock and anger.
If not for the fact that he was holding Joyce in his arms, he felt he was on the verge of exploding.
It was precisely because of Joyce that he was able to calm down.
Fortunately, he still had her.
Sensing someone coming behind her, Joyce subconsciously inclined her head and looked at Luther.
Earlier Charlotte used her cell phone and called Luther to collect her body. If she hadn't had a plan, she was afraid that what Luther
saw now would have been a corpse.
At the moment, there was no more mask.
Her true face, caught off guard, was presented to him in full.
Luther only felt a choking breath, and his handsface seemed to be shrouded in smoke, and countless kinds of emotions all
cast on his face.
He kept looking at her and never looked away.
As if he had forgotten the crisis, he kept looking at her.
She was in front of his eyes now.
She still looked the same. He missed the face for nearly four years, and for countless times he had impulsively wanted to unmask
her.
Now, in such a situation, it was shown to him.
He looked at her greedily, afraid that she would disappear, holding her hand, and could not control the trembling.
Joyce was not surprised to see Luther's eyes. He already knew everything, including what Charlotte just said. He should have heard
and already know.
"Luther ..." Charlotte saw Luther suddenly appear in front of her.
Her lips were trembling. She didn't expect Luther to cso soon, so did he hear everything she just said about killing his
grandmother?
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