NovelStart"Today, when Joyce askedto pick up Anderson, | told her to call you. She called you, right?" Juanita asked.
Karl's eyes dimmed, "Sort of."
After all, Joyce sent him an email, an email asking him to take care of the aftermath and "collect her body". So, he was contacted.
"Sort of?" Juanita didn't understand, but didn't ask more either, "Well, it's good that everyone is okay."
"I can't believe that Charlotte killed Cecelia, Rodney, Rachel, and took Joyce's place. What a sinful woman! | can't believe that one
can be so vicious. How dare she kill someone, and she killed three of them!"
Juanita was furious.
"I told you, she doesn'e even look like she could be the daughter of such a family. But look at Joyce. She's just what a Heath should
be like."
"It's amazing, simply. Wow, would love to see her in a military uniform, she must be super handsome. Wow, | feel like, I'm going to
love her."
Karl frowned and helplessly moved the phone away from his ear so as not to be blown away by her voice.
"Karl, tellabout it, | remember you said in the Heath family, as long as they have enough ability, they can inherit the military
rank. Isn't that right? Joyce can be directly ordained as a Major? It sounds so cool!"
Karl was speechless as he let out a low laugh, "Yes. But only if we get the military power back."
"Oh, right." Juanita's voice instantly becfrustrated, "How could | forget that Otis is currently controlling the military. Do you
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtguys have a countermeasure yet? What exactly should we do, is Cecelia okay so far? Where is the General? Have you guys found
out yet?"
"You're asking so many questions, which one should | answer?" Karl sighed, "Well, | can't talk to you anymore. | have something
very important to discuss. | have to hang up now."
"All right. I'll take care of Anderson, so don't worry. Hang up."
After Juanita finished, she hung up the phone.
Karl rested his phone on the coffee table.
Luther, still holding Joyce in his arms, looked up, smiling, "Finished?"
In fact, Karl and Juanita's personalities are a good match. A person like Karl, who does not smile much, really needs to be matched
with a lively and quirky woman like Juanita. Otherwise, the family would be a pool of stagnant water.
"Well, that's done." Karl shrugged.
"It's not too late, let's hurry up and discuss exactly how we're going to act tonight?" Luther took Joyce in his arms as he carefully
stood up, walked over to the bed, laid her gently on it and covered her up.
"How long can she sleep? Does she need another sedative shot?"
He gazed at her drowsy sleeping face, his fingertips tracing the perfect line of her lips.
He never could move his eyes.
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