Female Novel
Chapter 1116
Soon, the table was full of dishes.
They would have an early dinner today.
"Ivy, sit down and eat with us." Joyce said. Ivy had treated Anderson really well during this time, when
she was so often away from home.
"Alright." Ivy enthusiastically served the food to everyone, and then she sat down to eat with them.
Joyce and Luther were both hungry and they soon finished all the dishes.
After finishing the meal, Ivy cleaned the table up.
Luther and Anderson both nestled on the couch playing a game.
Joyce caught a glimpse of it, and grimaced speechlessly. Between the two of them, they seemed to
have a tacit agreement to stick together whenever they had the chance. Perhaps, for a boy, a father
was just indispensable.
Once he was here, she became like an outsider, dispensable.
The scene in front of her looked extraordinarily warm at the moment.
She remembered abruptly what Otis had said last night. He already knew about Anderson' existence.
Her bright eyes instantly dimmed. Right now, what should she do?
Should she send Anderson away? And where could she even send him? No one could take care of him
in Mufron and Otis could still find him. Now that he had known her identity, with Otis’ power andnovelbin
connections, he could find them easily.
Her gaze then fell on Luther and she gazed at him in silence.
He was the richest man in Pascaylia, and even in the the Capital, he had vast connections. Instead of
sending Anderson away, would it be safer to put Anderson under his nose?
What's more, in the Capital they had Karl.
Wouldn't it be safer just to keep Anderson around?
It might not be such a good idea to go as far as to Mufron and staying here might be easier for them to
get the situation under control.
Shouldn't she trust Luther to help her keep Anderson safe in such a time of crisis?
She was torn inside and couldn't decide.
After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure it out and she decided to think about other
things first.
There were two other things at hand. First, she needed to contact Karl and tell him what had happened
last night, and that Otis had figured out her identity and knew about Anderson' existence.
The second thing she needed to do is call Justin again. She must stop Justin from continuing to help
Otis.
However, if Justin would just never listen to her, she would have to reveal her identity.
Then, she didn't know what she would face again. And how long could she hide it from the others?
She wasn't mentally ready to be re-involved in the past.
First thing first anyway.
It must be more important to stop Justin from helping the enemy.
She sure knew what was right, and she had a good idea of the trade-offs at such critical moments.
With that in mind, she picked up the phone in her hand and hesitantly dialed Justin's number again.
In the living room, Anderson turned on the TV and casually switched it to the kids' channel. Luther put
his arm around him and played games with him and glanced at the TV show occasionally.
Joyce opened the door and prepared to go outside to make a call.
"Beep beep beep." The phone rang for a long time. She thought no one would answer, but it was
suddenly picked up.
Joyce was stunned and a little surprised. She thought Justin had blocked her, and she didn't expect
him to answer her call.
When she heard the voice, she hurried to the door and gently closed it.
"Hey, Ms. Knowles, what’s wrong?" Justin's voice was low and emotionless.