Chapter 210


    Shelly handed him a pen, "Brother, you can just sign here."


    "Where did thise from?" Luther nced at Jacqueline, only to see that her face looked just


    bloodless after removing her makeup, and he said lightly, "It looks like you''ve put a lot of effort into it in


    the past two days."


    It was clear that to prepare the divorce papers in front of him, Jacqueline must have gone to awyer,


    to the top of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and to the detention center to find Joyce. Had Jacqueline been so


    busy all her life? In order to let him a divorce, she should even bother to be running back and forth


    tirelessly.


    "I …" Jacqueline looked embarrassed and subconsciously touched her cheek, knowing she looked


    haggard.


    "I was in shock, and it was a horrible scene that day. I couldn''t sleep at night. So…" Jacqueline


    concealed.


    When it came to Stephanie, Luther looked gloomy. Although his grandmother was terminally ill and he


    had been prepared that she would eventually leave him, his heart still could not ept such a thing. He


    was so confused to see his grandmother die suddenly and for no apparent reason.


    "Yes, brother, at that time Joyce pointed a gun at us. We almost died, but fortunately, we ran fast. I still


    can''t close my eyes at night. It was so scary!" Shelly chimed in.


    "Then you don''t sleep." Luther scrolled his eyes at her. He took away the divorce papers, and then he


    just left. Joyce had a gun, and should she want their lives, they would have long been dead. How could


    they still stand here?


    Jacqueline saw that he hadn''t signed and simply took away the divorce papers. She stopped him with


    one arm, "Luther, you haven''t signed yet? Where are you going to go sote? The Warner residence is


    now sealed off and you can’t go back."


    "I''m going to see Grandma." Luther ignored them. He knew, of course. He had been back to the


    Warner residence as soon as he got off the ne, and he was on his way to the forensic identification


    center. He was just passing by now anding in to see what they were doing.


    "Just sign…" Shelly hadn''t finished her sentence when Luther had flung the door open and left.


    "Will he sign?" Shelly looked at Jacqueline and asked uncertainly, "Will he?"


    Jacqueline, unwilling to just let him go, hurriedly chased after Luther, and finally dragged him, panting,


    "Luther, Joyce murdered your grandma with the intention of taking the Warner family''s property, and


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    everyone in the country has known what she did. What are you waiting for if you don’t just get rid of this


    woman now and marry Charlotte? What would you do when her belly gets bigger and bigger?”


    Luther froze. If Jacqueline did not mention it, he had forgotten that Charlotte was pregnant. He still had


    an unshirkable responsibility to Charlotte. He had forgotten all about it.


    "At this critical moment, you have to be clear-headed!" Jacqueline was anxious and refused to let go,


    "Sign the papers, I''ll send them to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to help you with the formalities, so


    you don''t have to show up, just listen to mom for once, okay?"


    Luther frowned, brushed Jacqueline''s arm away, and said coldly, "Even if we want a divorce, I will do it


    myself. You don''t need to ask."


    After saying that, he left the mansion without looking back.


    Only Jacqueline was left there jumping around in anger.


    It waste at night, the wind was raging, the leaves were flying, and it looked like there would be a


    rainstorming.


    Aaron parked the Bentley in front of the mansion and waited for Luther.