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 and

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.