Chapter 200

Mufron.

The driver was driving the luxury business car.

Casey looked at Luther in the back seat, and Luther's face was full of

shock, pain, depression, and disbelief. Casey did not hear exactly what

was said on the phone, but looking at Luther's face alone, he also knew

that something big must have happened. He did not dare to ask.

In the car, everyone felt like the air was getting thinner and thinner.

Gradually, they felt it hard to breathe.

Dead air. They had never seen Luther with such a terrible expression.

Casey did not even dare to breathe.

Luther looked at the dark phone screen and didn't say a word.

Karl hung up the phone, but he could never get back to himself from

the call.

His brain already went blank.

Did Grandma pass away? When he left, he had been told the new

targeting drugs had worked, and Grandma's health improved. Her

chest water subsided, her pain subsided, and Jamie said she could live

for a long time. Today he was suddenly told that his closest relative

passed away.

No matter how he tried, he just could not find a way to contact Joyce,

and as it turned out, she was taken away by the police and put into the

detention center.

Joyce was at the scene of the crime and was even listed as a suspect.

How was it possible, how was it all going on?

The worst thing was, neither of Jacqueline and Shelly had ever

informed him!

“Luther, what's wrong?" Casey finally couldn't help but ask with concern

when he saw Luther's livid face clouded with gloom.

Luther took a deep breath and sorrow dripped from his voice,

"Grandma passed away."

"Ah!" Casey immediately shut up. God, he didn't expect such a big

thing to happen to the Warner family. They came to Mufron for business

at such a time, and he was insistent that his boss meets with Professor

Williams.

The business car sped along. They were actually quite far away from

the private airport, and it would take another half hour for them to get

there.

Casey privately urged the driver, "Hurry up, it's an emergency.”

The driver understood what he meant, step on the gas, and

accelerated.

At that moment, Luther's cell phone rang again.

He picked up his phone and saw that it was Jacqueline calling. He

picked up the phone with a blank face.

Jacqueline and Shelly just got back from the detention center back to

the Warner residence, and Jacqueline rushed to call Luther. It had been

nighttime in Mufron and she was afraid that she could not contact

Luther if she did not do it now.

After the call was answered, Jacqueline deliberately squeezed her

thigh with great force, and she was almost sobbing, “Luther, there's

some sad news for you. Your grandmother, passed away yesterday,

oooh ..."

She was on the phone as if choking up.

“I know you grew up closest to your grandmother. You must not be too

sad and you will have to take care of yourself."

Luther interrupted and asked, "Why didn't you call me yesterday then?"

Jacqueline was stunned. From Luther's tone, it sounded like he already

knew? No, who could have told him?

"Yesterday, yesterday, we were all terrified ... then we didn't even have

the time for that. We just got too many things to deal with, just, just ...

so we did not tell you." Jacqueline stammered.

"Yes?" On the phone, Luther's voice was almost emotionless.

“Luther, I did not dare to tell you. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to

take the shock. I have been thinking about a better way to tell you the

news. Listen to me, don't get excited. Your grandmother died yesterday

afternoon around four o'clock, the police said. It was asphyxiation, and

think it could be a homicide. Joyce was at the crime scene at the time.

At that time we rushed back to the house, Joyce still had a gun in her

hand, she held the gun at us, your grandmother was lying on the

ground, not breathing.” Jacqueline began to add fuel to the fire, "Later

the police came in. They got Joyce and seized her gun. Hey, I was

really scared to death."