Chapter 1207

"Today, when Joyce asked me to pick up Anderson, I told her to call

you. She called you, right?" Juanita asked.

Karl's eyes dimmed, "Sort of."

After all, Joyce sent him an email, an email asking him to take care of

the aftermath and “collect her body". So, he was contacted.

"Sort of?" Juanita didn't understand, but didn't ask more either, “Well,

it's good that everyone is okay."

“I can't believe that Charlotte killed Cecelia, Rodney, Rachel, and took

Joyce's place. What a sinful woman! I can't believe that one can be so

vicious. How dare she kill someone, and she killed three of them!"

Juanita was furious.

“I told you, she doesn’e even look like she could be the daughter of

such a family. But look at Joyce. She's just what a Heath should be

like."

“It's amazing, simply. Wow, would love to see her in a military uniform,

she must be super handsome. Wow, I feel like, I'm going to love her."

Karl frowned and helplessly moved the phone away from his ear so as

not to be blown away by her voice.

"Karl, tell me about it, I remember you said in the Heath family, as long

as they have enough ability, they can inherit the military rank. Isn't that

right? Joyce can be directly ordained as a Major? It sounds so cool!"

Karl was speechless as he let out a low laugh, "Yes. But only if we get

the military power back."

"Oh, right.” Juanita's voice instantly became frustrated, "How could I

forget that Otis is currently controlling the military. Do you guys have a

countermeasure yet? What exactly should we do, is Cecelia okay so

far? Where is the General? Have you guys found out yet?"

"You're asking so many questions, which one should I answer?" Karl

sighed, "Well, I can't talk to you anymore. I have something very

important to discuss. I have to hang up now."

"All right. I'll take care of Anderson, so don't worry. Hang up."

After Juanita finished, she hung up the phone.

Karl rested his phone on the coffee table.

Luther, still holding Joyce in his arms, looked up, smiling, "Finished?"

In fact, Karl and Juanita's personalities are a good match. A person like

Karl, who does not smile much, really needs to be matched with a lively

and quirky woman like Juanita. Otherwise, the family would be a pool of

stagnant water.

"Well, that's done.” Karl shrugged.

“It's not too late, let's hurry up and discuss exactly how we're going to

act tonight?" Luther took Joyce in his arms as he carefully stood up,

walked over to the bed, laid her gently on it and covered her up.

"How long can she sleep? Does she need another sedative shot?"

He gazed at her drowsy sleeping face, his fingertips tracing the perfect

line of her lips.

He never could move his eyes.