Female Novel
Chapter 874
Luther listened to Charlotte's bullshit.novelbin
His patience had long since reached its limit.
"Get out of here."
He uttered the words coldly.
The warm neon light could not hide the cold light inside his black eyes. It was like needles, always
ready to pierce the hypocritical face in front of him.
Such a gaze made Charlotte shudder.
"Get out of here before I change my mind!" Luther dropped the words harshly.
Charlotte bit her lower lip and froze, not daring to continue speaking.
She was actually afraid in her heart that he would go crazy again.
After all, just now, when he strangled her neck, that near-death feeling was too real and horrible.
Apparently, he really wanted to kill her in that moment.
After today, she thought that there was still a chance for her in the future.
After all, he was at least willing to listen to her explanation and believe what she said.
She had better be more patient with Luther now that she had got some progress today.
Since he still thought that she had saved his life, she would be able to use it some other day.
She also knew that it must be difficult for him to forget about what happened between her and Ricky.
But now that four years had passed, the past would eventually fade away.
"Good. Mr. Warner, see you around."
Charlotte kept her head down and hurriedly passed by him to go up from the other side of the fire
platform. She needed to go back to the lounge to change her clothes.
Tonight was a birthday party that belonged to her, and as the host, she could not disappear for too long.
Luther's fists, which had been clenched tightly, finally loosened slowly after Charlotte had gone.
God could know how much effort it took for him to control himself and not kill this disgusting woman.
The reason why, for the time being, he would spare her life.
It was because he might be able to use her later to get information about Otis' movements.
She had been lying to him for so long, and it's his turn to use her.
If not for such a reason…
He really wanted to throw her down from the eighteenth floor.
This woman deserved to go to hell and one more day she lived in this world would be a waste of air.
For every minute of deceit he once suffered, he wanted her to pay with blood!
He vowed that for every bit of pain Joyce endured, he would make Charlotte pay.
In the end, he would leave Charlotte worse off than dead and with nothing to lose, and she would
receive the punishment she deserved.
He took a deep breath.
He took a new cigarette out of his pocket.
The cigarette before had fallen down to the ground from the eighteen floor when he held her out of the
rail.
He held the cigarette to his thin lips and took out the lighter.
In the darkness of the night, a little flame was lit up gently.
Like a scarlet eye that snapped open in the dark night.
He took a deep breath and exhaled thin smoke, and his tangled thoughts finally had a few moments of
clarity.
Right now, he needed a few puffs of smoke to calm his manic mood.
Then he was going to appear in front of Joyce in the best, smoothest condition possible, and he was
going to take her away from the party.
It was agreed they should meet up at nine o'clock.
He raised his wrist to check the time, and it was almost time.
Just a little more time, and they should meet each other.
He propped up his arms and leaned his back against the carved railing. Below him were the eighteen
floors, behind him were the flashing neon lights, and in front of him were the vapid and bustling
ballroom.
After a few puffs of smoke, he tilted his head and his expression had returned to calm. He discarded
the cigarette, and the scarlet flame was stamped out with his foot.