Chapter 1795: Let Me Give It A Try

Chapter 1795: Let Me Give It a Try

Luther and Joyce exchanged glances. It turned out that there were

many stories behind Vicki.

Luther understood in his heart. No wonder Felix had a melancholic look

when he left. He must have known what was going on inside.

"Regardless, Vicki is loyal. She rescued Anderson, and I owe her a

great favor,” Joyce looked down at herself. “I really hope I can recover

soon and find Vicki to help her get out of her current predicament.”

Luther held her back. "Even if we go, I'll be the one to go. You're not

allowed to get involved. I won't allow you to take any risks. Don't forget,

you have two children in your womb."

Joyce frowned. She knew all too well. But how could she feel at ease?

"OGW is an international organization, and too much interference from

warlords is not appropriate. Besides, it's difficult for me to take action in

foreign affairs. Unless there is clear evidence that they pose a threat to

our country, it could easily escalate into an international conflict.

Moreover, Rohomes is currently in a sensitive period," Karl furrowed his

brow. “I can't help much. I can only gather some intelligence for you."

“No need for the House of Inspection to intervene. We'll use

internationally accepted methods, hire mercenaries through

international organizations. I'll handle it," Luther held Joyce's hand.

"Don't underestimate Felix. When he gets serious, he's more

meticulous than anyone else. And the Saunders family holds a

significant position and influence in both the dark and light worlds. They

have enough manpower, and their old subordinates will respond when

called upon. You can rest assured; we will resolve this.”

Joyce nodded.

At this moment, Cecelia walked out from the separate room. She had

heard most of their conversation.

When it involved foreign organizations and excessive interference from

warlords, her identity was not suitable for getting involved. So she didn't

say much.

She walked up to Joyce's side and advised, "Let them handle it. If

there's any need for help, they will naturally ask for it. The warlords will

fully support them, so don't worry."

"Okay," Joyce forced a smile.

"I want to see Alisha, is that okay?" Cecelia asked.

Upon finding out that she had another granddaughter, she was

extremely happy. The family, which had been lacking in members,

suddenly became lively.

“You can, but..." Joyce didn't know how to explain the current situation.

"Mother, let me explain everything to you from the beginning,” Luther

took over and recounted the entire sequence of events. This included

Joyce falling into the sea, Alisha being born and initially being

determined to have only a two-year life expectancy, which was why

Christian had hidden the fact that Alisha had never breathed since birth.

Then they discovered that Alisha's grave had been disturbed, which

raised suspicions. Finally, they found out that Athena had taken Alisha

and had been instilling negative thoughts in Alisha, making her believe

that Joyce was a third-party intruder, a bad woman who had destroyed

their family, and that Anderson was the child of Luther and the third

party.

He also explained in detail the events that had taken place between

him and Athena during this period, including all the ins and outs.

This was the first time Joyce had heard the complete story.

She looked at Luther with a heartache, knowing how much he had

endured. He had to worry about being misunderstood by her, gain

Alisha’s trust, deceive Athena, and secretly make arrangements. And

on top of that, he was poisoned with an unknown substance, and his

health was deteriorating.

She suddenly reached out and pulled him to her side, hugging his arm,

her eyes turning red. She couldn't say a word.

Karl remained silent, not expecting the story to be so convoluted.

Cecelia sighed. Although she had heard a brief mention from Darrin

before, she didn't know the details.

Now that she knew the whole story, she also felt heartache for her

daughter and son-in-law.

She advised, "Don't be too sad. Life is precious, and although the

process has been tumultuous, the outcome is good. Even if Alisha

doesn't recognize you now, time can solve that problem. Don't worry.”

Luther nodded. "Alisha has been sedated and is currently asleep. Let

me bring her over.”

Joyce quickly nodded. "Okay, I also want to see her. I didn't get a good

look at Alisha last night.”

Luther stood up, walked out of the ward, and entered the room where

Alisha was.

Alisha's eyes were tightly closed, deeply asleep.

He bent down and carefully lifted her into his arms, then returned to the

room where Joyce was.

Darrin helped push open thedoor, and Luther walked in.

He went straight to Joyce's bedside and placed Alisha next to her

pillow.

The small, soft body lay on the bed.

Joyce couldn't help but examine her carefully, and Cecelia approached

to take a closer look as well.

Hearing the commotion outside, Anderson woke up and quickly climbed

out of bed in the separate room. He rushed outside and saw his father

bringing his sister. He joined in the excitement.

He reached the edge of his mother's bed, propping himself up on the

edge, wanting to get a look at his sister, but he was too short and

couldn't see clearly.

Cecelia lifted Anderson onto the spacious bed, allowing them to get

closer.

"Wow," Anderson couldn't help but exclaim in curiosity.

Asleep, Alisha looked completely different from when she was awake.

She was adorable, like an angel. With her chubby face and delicate

features, she resembled a porcelain doll. Although Anderson hadn't

encountered many girls, there was no one he could compare with

Alisha except for Fair.

"She looks more like Luther,” Karl asserted first. As a former detective,

he had seen many faces, and he was quite accurate.

"Yes, you're right. She resembles Luther more," Cecelia agreed.

Luther smiled slightly. "Yes, I think so too. She has my temperament

and personality. Once she sets her mind on something, it's hard to

change. That's why I'm a bit worried.”

Anderson reached out and gently touched Alisha's cheek. "She's so

soft. I can't believe I have such a cute little sister. I really want to hear

her call me “brother'."

Joyce laughed, "Brother, brother, you keep saying that. You're only a

few minutes older than her."

"But I'm still her brother, even if it's a second earlier,” Anderson pouted.

"Alright, alright, you're right," Joyce said tenderly.

Cecelia gently stroked Alisha's soft hair and looked at the young child,

lost in thought.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Since Athena gained Alisha's

trust by using the nestling instinct, we can try the same approach.

Perhaps we can see some results in a short period of time."

"What do you mean?" Luther didn't understand.

Cecelia explained, "When Alisha woke up, she was in an unfamiliar

environment, and the first person she came into contact with was

Athena. In reality, Athena didn't have much emotional attachment to

Alisha. It was purely because she was the first person Alisha saw. Now,

Alisha is facing a similar situation. Imagine if she wakes up this time in

a completely unfamiliar environment, without anyone she knows around

her. Will she develop a new reliance on someone who takes care of her

attentively?"

"Mother, what do you mean?" Joyce asked in confusion.

“Leave it to me to try. Let me take care of her,” Cecelia said seriously.