Chapter 199


    Damn Joyce, it''s early morning back in the country, she didn''t answer his calls all night, and now she''s


    with another man.


    "Sorry, you may have misunderstood. I''m Officer Karl from the Second Precinct of the Police


    Department," Karl exined, sensing Luther''s strong hostility and jealousy.


    "Second Precinct of the Police Department?" Luther remembered that Karl was the police officer who


    handled Lauren''s casest time.


    "What happened, and why do you have Joyce''s phone?" At this moment, Luther''s heart sank, and he


    immediately realized that something was not simple.


    "Oh, it seems that your family did not inform you. How strange." Karl smiled inwardly. Theplicated


    side of a wealthy family, which he knew all too well.


    That''s why he called Luther. It was time.


    "Joyce, something''s wrong?" Luther asked uncertainly, his eyes darkening and even his voice


    trembling. His brain almost stopped functioning.


    "Your grandmother, Stephanie, died yesterday at 4:00 p.m. The cause of death is unknown at this time.


    This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    Your wife’s cell phone is in my possession for the time being. I hope you wille to the police station


    as soon as possible. If you need to bail Joyce out, I can assist you with the process. Goodbye." Karl


    finished his sentence in one breath and hung up the phone without waiting for Luther to reply.


    He had achieved his goal. He thought that there was no way Jacqueline woulde forward to bail


    Joyce out. What he didn''t expect was that they would hide even the news of Stephanie''s death from


    Luther, and he didn''t know what they were up to.


    He did not want Joyce to stay in the detention center and suffer, so he had to inform Luther to bail


    Joyce out.


    The officers had gone to work on it, and once the warrant was revoked, Joyce would be eligible for bail.


    Oh, there would be a good show from the Warner family then.


    He couldn''t help but remember what Dustin had said to him in the early hours of the morning while he


    was waiting for his analysis report.


    "I admire the deceased. Although I don''t know what the reason is, perhaps she can''t hold the pen


    because of her hand paralysis, but from the writing marks… It might look very simple, just crossing out


    the shares inherited by Jacqueline and Shelly both, adding a 0 after Joyce’s 1% shares, and making it


    10%. I can see that these three strokes, she used a long, long time toplete, and she must have


    been exhausted. The deceased has a strong mind and perseverance toplete these strokes of


    writing. And judging from the handwriting, it perfectly matches her usual writing habits and strokes."


    "Karl, this case is not simple. The will that the deceased took great pains to modify before she died


    must have a deep meaning behind it."


    Karl certainly could not understand the meaning of Stephanie''sst will.


    But what he could foresee was that there was a hand behind the curtain reaching out to Joyce right


    now.


    Joyce, now in the detention center, could be extremely dangerous.


    As a police officer, he went far beyond his job. Even, what he was doing now, was against the rules. He


    didn’t even know why he was doing it.


    In his mind, he remembered Joyce''s clear, bright, beautiful eyes, which revealed a purity rarely found in


    the world. Perhaps, he also could not help but be infected by her.