Chapter 1184


    When Luther received the call from Joyce, at first he didn''t think it would be dangering at all.


    When he heard the familiar, nauseating voice, it was actually Charlotte speaking over Joyce''s cell


    phone.


    At that moment, his heart waspletely flustered. His brain was instantly nk.


    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 fournes of traffic and making a U-turn right in the middle of


    the road, nearly hitting an oingrge 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 tform, 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 came upstairs quickly and was finally relieved to see Joyce in a dominant position with a pistol


    pointed at Charlotte.


    Unexpectedly, this time, he came to 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.


    He 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.


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    It was precisely because of Joyce that he was able to calm down.


    Fortunately, he still had her.


    Sensing someoneing 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 n, 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 handsome face 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 toe so soon, so did he hear everything she just


    said about killing his grandmother?