Female Novel
Chapter 1634: Why The Salute
Chapter 1634: Why The Salute
After the meal, the whole family gathered in the tea room on the second floor. Anderson was
downstairs, engrossed in watching TV and playing games. Cecelia set the tea table, filling it with a
complete set of tea brewing tools.
"The new tea hasn't arrived yet, so this is the most fragrant aged Pu'er," Cecelia said, using the first pot
of brewed tea to warm the cups, then pouring a cup for everyone from the second pot.
Ralph took the teacup, took a sip, and showed a satisfied expression. Luther tasted it as well.
"Mom, your tea brewing skills are amazing, it reminds me of grandma. She always loved making tea, it
was her way of nurturing her health," he said.
When Stephanie was mentioned, Luther's eyes dimmed. Cecelia's hand stiffened a little. Stephanie
had been killed by Charlotte. They had all been deceived by Charlotte for all these years. Stephanie,novelbin
Xia Zhenhai, they all met their untimely demise. The hard-won reunion was built upon their sacrifices.
Seeing the atmosphere become stagnant, Joyce quickly tried to lighten the mood. "Let's not bring up
the past," she said.
Ralph was candid. "Initially, in our eagerness to find our kin, we lowered our guard. The mistake we
made, we should face it head-on, no need to shy away."
Luther put down his teacup. "If grandma knew, she would be content knowing her wishes were fulfilled.
I mean no offense, everyone, don't take it to heart."
"Joyce, you haven't visited grandfather's grave yet. Tomorrow, I'll take you there to pay respects.
Luther, you should come too. And bring Anderson," Cecelia proposed. "At last, everything has settled
down. I can finally face the old man."
Joyce nodded gently.
"Alright, let's not talk about this. You're pregnant with twins, that's wonderful news. You must take good
care of yourself from now on, be careful in everything you do," Cecelia advised. "I've been simmering
bird's nest soup, I'll bring you some later."
"Mom, I can't eat anymore," Joyce said, subconsciously stroking her stomach.
Ralph smiled. "I heard from Nian Zhen, it's a pair of boys?"
Joyce blushed a little, "Yeah. We did a maternal blood test."
"The doctor said the accuracy rate is 99%," Luther added.
Ralph laughed heartily. "That's great. It's been a long time since we had such a booming family.
Speaking of twin genes, the Heath family has a branch where twins, although always girls, have been
born generation after generation. Maybe you inherited that gene."
Cecelia added, "That might not be the case, Anderson is a singleton. Perhaps the twins this time are
just a coincidence."
Luther and Joyce exchanged glances, their eyes dimming a little. They knew very well that Anderson
was also a twin, a boy and a girl. Unfortunately, Alisha had died at birth. This pain, they chose not to let
Cecelia and Ralph bear again.
The family chatted for a while. Ralph then cleared his throat, his demeanor turning serious.
"Joyce, gathering everyone here today, I also wanted to discuss future plans. What are your plans for
the future?" Ralph asked Joyce. "You can think about it first."
At this point, Luther sat up straighter. He had a feeling that tonight's conversation would inevitably
touch on future plans.
"Of course, Luther, I'd like to hear your plans as well," Ralph turned to Luther, his gaze more serious.
Luther said solemnly, "Dad, I've thought about what you've said. No matter what, I will respect Joyce's
choice. In terms of career, I can adjust for her."
He glanced at Cecelia, "You don't need to worry about me. I'm fine."
Cecelia nodded approvingly at Luther's magnanimity. Joyce remained silent, not answering Ralph's
question.
"I would like to hear your thoughts first, Dad," she said.
Ralph said seriously, "You currently hold the rank of marshal. Although you've earned military merits
this time, taking over my power won't be easy. To establish your authority in the army, you will need at
least three years of special training. To allow your physical abilities and potential to reach the
requirements of special personnel. Of course, we will wait until after you have given birth to start the
training."
"Also, you need to learn to manage military affairs. As you parachuted into the warlord's circle halfway,
you have to start from the middle, gradually touch on all aspects of the job, establish trust with your
subordinates, and gain the support of your confidants. Only then can you completely take over, this
willrequire a lot of your energy."
"Three years of special training?" Luther raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yes. It's practically full-time, with only about ten days of vacation a year. It's indeed a brutal test, but it's
necessary. It's a path every high-ranking officer has to take," Cecelia explained.
Three years, seeing each other only about ten days... Luther's facial expression darkened slightly.
Four years and then another three.
He had waited a long four years, more than a thousand sleepless nights. Even now, thinking back on it,
it was still a heavy pain.
And now that Joyce had finally returned to him, they were to be separated for another three years. He
felt a sharp pain in his heart, even his breathing was painful. He involuntarily clenched his fists, trying to
maintain a calm face, but kept his hands behind his back to hide his discomfort.
In the end, he managed a faint smile.
"No matter what, I will support her. I can move the R&S Group headquarters to the Capital, you don't
need to worry about me."
Joyce glanced at Luther.
Others didn't notice his discomfort, but she did. She saw his clenched fists, hidden behind his back.
She understood, he didn't want to be separated from her.
It was a difficult choice on both sides for her. On one side, there were her parents, from whom she had
been separated since childhood. After struggling for more than twenty years, they had finally reunited.
She was the only heir of the Heath family, the successor to a century-old military family. It was her
responsibility to shoulder the burden.
But on the other side, there was her beloved, whom she had been through life and death with, who had
gone through separations and reunions. After four years, it was to be another three. And for her, Luther
had already given up a lot.
"What are you thinking, Joyce?" Cecelia asked.
Joyce remained silent for a long time.
She held the teacup in her hand, gripping it tighter and tighter.
The atmosphere in the tea room became stagnant.
It seemed like a long time had passed.
Suddenly, she stood up and walked over to Ralph and Cecelia.
Without any warning, she slowly knelt on both knees in front of them, and respectfully gave them a
deep bow.
Cecelia was stunned, "Why are you suddenly bowing?"