Female Novel
Chapter 939
"Today went pretty well. Although the process was a bit thrilling, finally we got what we wanted." Joyce
said back.
"I don't think Otis noticed what happened. He was so drunk, and I managed to install the program in his
phone while he was out on the toilet. He can't find out."
"Are you sure? Otis is very cunning, I'm afraid he might be just acting and you might have been
deceived by him." Karl was still worried.
"I don't think so, and I'm quite sure about that. Kane went with me today and we worked well together."
Joyce said calmly.
"That's good."
Karl added, "I just checked the signal from Otis's phone after the program was installed. If the call is
encrypted, we wouldn’t be able to know what he says. But if it is just some ordinary call, there would be
no problems."
"That's enough. I don't mean to pry into some military secrets either. So it doesn’t matter to me."
Joyce sneered.
"Well, I'll be monitoring from my side at all times, and I'll immediately contact you if there's anything
suspicious, or if there's any progress." Karl said.novelbin
"Okay, thank you."
"By the way, did you know that the younger Mr. Walsh was beaten up recently and sent back home?
I've sent my people to keep an eye on the younger Mr. Walsh for the past few days, and they told me
about that." Karl asked.
"Oh, this is ..." A hint of embarrassment passed through Joyce's voice as she explained, "the younger
Mr. Walsh was picking on me at the construction site, and Luther ran into him, so he taught him a
lesson."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.
"Does Luther really not … know that you're Joyce?" questioned Karl.
"I don’t think so." Joyce affirmed, "Do you think someone like him could still hold himself back if he
knows it."
"Really? That's good. I just want remind you a bit. And ..." Karl paused, "Sometimes, people change."
"Anyway, take care of yourself. Don't let him find out." He said.
"Got it. I will be more careful, don't worry. I’m hanging up now." Joyce said back.
"Good."
Karl then hung up.
After Joyce hung up the phone, she parked her car in the underground garage of Blue Ocean.
In the garage, Luther's sports car was parked quietly right next to hers.
Joyce then suddenly remembered that Luther was still at her apartment with Anderson.
She looked at her watch and was surprised that it was almost ten o'clock.
The nanny should be gone long ago. God, it had been so late.
At this point in time, usually Anderson would have long gone to bed already.
She hurriedly locked the car and hurried upstairs.
When she opened the door.
Luther was standing in the living room and staring at her, when she came through the door.
His handsome face was now gloomy, and his eyebrows furrowed deeply. He sternly questioned, "Do
you still know to come back? What time is it? The nanny has been long gone!"
"Sorry, something happened on the way."
Joyce's head was sheepishly bowed, and she did not even dare to lift it up as she changed into her
slippers, a pang of guilt welling up inside her heart.
But, on second thought, why should she apologize to him?
He questioned her like a husband questioned his wife who came home late! It was simply ridiculous.