Chapter 1197

But in the end, she chose to "abandon" Karl again because she really

didn't want to let anyone get hurt because of her, especially when he

already had Juanita.

She could not let herself to the detriment of Juanita’s life.

"And no ... I really ... sent you a timed email." Joyce defended feebly.

At that very moment, Karl's cell phone rang.

He glanced at Joyce, took his phone out of his pocket and it was a

timed email.

Everything was explained in the email.

Joyce came up to him and pointed at his phone, "Look, I'm not lying to

you, am I?"

Karl glared at Joyce, who rarely used profanity, but couldn't help but

blurt out, "There's no fucking use. In case something happens to you, is

this a notice for me to collect the body? I'm sorry!"

Joyce lowered her head in defeat, fooling Karl was out of the question.

She hurriedly pointed at Luther, "I didn't inform him either. It was

Charlotte who instructed Tommy to grab my phone and call him on

mine ..."

She lifted her head and pleaded as if she had made a mistake, "I'm

really sure that it will be okay."

"No need to say anymore." Karl gave her a blank look. Her explanation

did make him feel better inside.

It was Luther who was extremely upset that Joyce cared so much about

what Karl thought and compared him to him, making him instantly upset

and jealous.

Karl, being as perceptive as he is, scanned the scene and the coat with

bullet marks on Luther's chest.

And Charlotte, who is lying on the ground at the moment, passed out

from the pain.

He roughly guessed something.

He pressed the call button and ordered, "Suspect is upstairs,

unconscious, come and take her away."

Luther took his coat off and draped it over Joyce's body. He saw her

jacket thrown on the floor, which seemed corroded, and the mask, too,

which was also corroded.

Together with the glass bottle of oxalic acid discarded on the ground,

he had already guessed that Charlotte must have poured oxalic acid on

Joyce, forcing Joyce to remove her disguise.

“It's cold, put it on. I see you're shivering." He said softly.

Joyce caged his coat tightly, she did feel a little cold. She did not feel

cold before since she was nervous, but now that coldness was more

and more obvious. She was wearing a sweater, the wind and snow

filled in, and she was shivering.

Karl swept them up, "You all take my car and go back to House of

Inspection together. Let them take care of it here.”

"Good." Luther took his own car keys out of his pocket.

Throw it to Karl.

"Have your people, by the way, take my car as well."

"Hmm." Karl responded.

They left together and walked down the stairs of the rotten building.

Joyce pointed to the place where Tommy had fallen and was lying, and

now there was only a streak of blood left.

Puzzled, she asked, "Where's Tommy? He too was hoodwinked and

later pushed down by Charlotte.”

"He's alive and has been taken to the hospital.” Karl replied.

"Oh." Joyce nodded.

She did not want to add another innocent person's life to Charlotte's

sins.