NovelStartShe stood up, grabbed her coat and her bag, and was ready to leave.
"You don't have to drive me. You take care of Anderson, and I'll take a taxi myself."
"Sister, for Anderson’ sake, do you have to get involved?" Kane reached out and tugged on her arm with a lingering, hopeless look.
"Kane, | know you're worried about me. Otis won't make a move onfor a while because he hasn't figured out exactly what I'm
going to do yet, and until then, he won't do anything rash."
Joyce shook her head gently and gave him a reassuring smile.
"But ..." Kane bit his lip. He was still worried.
"Well. | will be on my way then."
Joyce turned away resolutely.
For her, no matter how dangerous it was, only after the problems of the past were all solved could she have real long-term peace.
As long as Charlotte was not punished by the law, she would not be able to live under the sun and return to Pascaylia as who she
really was.
If Charlotte knew she was still alive, she would never let her go.
Anderson’ situation would only get more dangerous.
To be merciful to your enemies was to be cruel to yourself.
And this time, Charlotte would have to pay for what she did.
After Joyce left, Kane paced anxiously back and forth in the living room.
Every now and then he looked up at the clock.
As tpassed, night had fallen outside the window, and the entire room was shrouded by infinite gloom, making Kane feel even
more panicked.
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She went to meet Otis alone.
It had been such a long tand he hadn't got any news from her.
He texted her, and she didn't reply.
How could he be at ease.
However, he couldn't leave Anderson behind and go with her.
And he was worried that it might ruin her plans.
He fretted for a long time, repeatedly pacing and fidgeting around the living room.
Suddenly, a flash of light cto his mind and he thought of a way.
He hurried to open a document from his mailbox.
There was Luther's personal phone number on it.
Although, he hated Luther from the bottom of his heart...
And he didn't want to contact him at all, but there was no better person than Luther at the moment.
Because the land of the military overlapped with the land of R&S, only Luther's presence there would make sense and would not
arouse Otis' suspicion or cause Joyce unnecessary trouble.
Otis would not do anything to Joyce in front of Luther.
He rushed to dial the phone number.
Luther hadn't seen Joyce all day and was bored in his room, scrolling through his phone to pass the time.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang and it was an unknown number.
He frowned and pressed the answer button.
"Mr. Warner, how are you? I'm Kane."
He froze. It was Joyce's assistant and the youngest son of the Roberts family. What did he want with him?
Suddenly, his heart felt panic for no reason, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"
"Oh, Mr. Warner, are you free to have a land tour today? Miss Zora has been going there for stime." Kane pretended to remind
him.
"Why didn't she callherself and go with me? It's dark outside and she's still there now? Hasn't she gone back yet?" Luther was
very puzzled.
It was weird.
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