Female Novel
Chapter 643
Luther wondered why Joyce had a shocked look on her face.
He stepped forward and grasped Joyce's arm. He questioned again, "You still haven't answered me.
Why did you push her down the stairs?"
At that moment, Joyce's cell phone suddenly rang sharply.
The ring echoed in the empty corridor abruptly. It never stopped, like the funeral tolling.
She looked down and saw that it was Karl calling. Her pupils contracted again as a bad feeling rose in
her heart.
Without a situation so serious that even Karl couldn't handle it, Karl couldn't have called her at all.
For less urgent matters, all he had to do was send her a text message. He knew she was waiting for
his message and that she would see it.
So, something must have happened.
Unconsciously, Joyce's fingers trembled slightly.
She pressed the answer button and Karl's urgent voice came from the other end of the line, "Joyce,
something's wrong!"
"What's wrong?" Joyce's heart missed a beat.
"There's no time to explain. Back door parking lot. We can’t wait. You come down immediately and I'll
take you."
Karl finished and simply hung up.
His voice sounded like he was gasping for air. He was a battle-hardened detective, and the things that
could make him panic must not be trivial.
Joyce put away her phone, swatted Luther away, and strode past him.
"You can't leave!" Luther yanked Joyce back.
"I have to go. Don't you stop me! Let go!" Joyce roared. Anger appeared on her delicate face and her
normally crystal-bright eyes were ignited with a breathtaking flame.
"This is a criminal offense! Why exactly did you do this? You tell me why, and maybe I'll try to get you
out of prison a few years earlier." Luther wouldn't stop. He thought to himself that he was tolerant
enough of her. This, however, was a criminal offense, and only a good confession would give her a
chance. Otherwise he might not be able to save her. Didn’t she even understand that? He didn't even
take sides with his own sister.
"Hah." Joyce laughed harshly. She had been completely disappointed in him. Trust? Understanding?
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"That's ridiculous. Your fiancée is lying in a pool of blood, just go see her!" She was completely
enraged, "Luther, get out of here, and come back to me when you find the evidence and get a warrant
for my arrest!"
"I saw it with my own eyes, so what more proof do I need? You are simply insane!"
Luther abruptly tightened his arms, holding her firmly in place.
Joyce tilted her head proudly.
While they look straight at each other, they were actually so far away.
There was a moment of silence, and only the calm breathing of the two could be heard.
Suddenly, she smiled.
The faint smile was beautiful and dazzling, like a tiny spark that shone up in the smoky and misty
darkness.
Luther couldn't help but froze as he watched.
He didn't understand why, at this moment, she could still laugh.
While he was lost in thought, he released his grip and Joyce violently broke away from him again.
She held out a hand, pointed at him, and said, word for word.
"Do you really think that the person who saved you was Charlotte?"
"Luther, you're going to regret this!"
After the harsh words, she darted past him towards the end of the corridor and her back quickly
disappeared around the corner.
By the time Luther came back to his senses, she was nowhere to be found.
"Damn it." He let out a low curse and darted after her in the direction she had run off.