Chapter 210

Shelly handed him a pen, "Brother, you can just sign here."

"Where did this come from?" Luther glanced at Jacqueline, only to see

that her face looked just bloodless after removing her makeup, and he

said lightly, "It looks like you've put a lot of effort into it in the past two

days."

It was clear that to prepare the divorce papers in front of him,

Jacqueline must have gone to a lawyer, to the top of the Civil Affairs

Bureau, and to the detention center to find Joyce. Had Jacqueline been

so busy all her life? In order to let him a divorce, she should even

bother to be running back and forth tirelessly.

“I ..." Jacqueline looked embarrassed and subconsciously touched her

cheek, knowing she looked haggard.

“I was in shock, and it was a horrible scene that day. I couldn't sleep at

night. So..." Jacqueline concealed.

When it came to Stephanie, Luther looked gloomy. Although his

grandmother was terminally ill and he had been prepared that she

would eventually leave him, his heart still could not accept such a thing.

He was so confused to see his grandmother die suddenly and for no

apparent reason.

"Yes, brother, at that time Joyce pointed a gun at us. We almost died,

but fortunately, we ran fast. I still can't close my eyes at night. It was so

scary!" Shelly chimed in.

"Then you don't sleep.” Luther scrolled his eyes at her. He took away

the divorce papers, and then he just left. Joyce had a gun, and should

she want their lives, they would have long been dead. How could they

still stand here?

Jacqueline saw that he hadn't signed and simply took away the divorce

papers. She stopped him with one arm, "Luther, you haven't signed

yet? Where are you going to go so late? The Warner residence is now

sealed off and you can’t go back."

“I'm going to see Grandma." Luther ignored them. He knew, of course.

He had been back to the Warner residence as soon as he got off the

plane, and he was on his way to the forensic identification center. He

was just passing by now and coming in to see what they were doing.

“Just sign..." Shelly hadn't finished her sentence when Luther had flung

the door open and left.

"Will he sign?" Shelly looked at Jacqueline and asked uncertainly, "Will

he?"

Jacqueline, unwilling to just let him go, hurriedly chased after Luther,

and finally dragged him, panting, “Luther, Joyce murdered your

grandma with the intention of taking the Warner family's property, and

everyone in the country has known what she did. What are you waiting

for if you don't just get rid of this woman now and marry Charlotte?

What would you do when her belly gets bigger and bigger?”

Luther froze. If Jacqueline did not mention it, he had forgotten that

Charlotte was pregnant. He still had an unshirkable responsibility to

Charlotte. He had forgotten all about it.

"At this critical moment, you have to be clear-headed!" Jacqueline was

anxious and refused to let go, "Sign the papers, I'll send them to the

Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to help you with the formalities, so you

don't have to show up, just listen to mom for once, okay?"

Luther frowned, brushed Jacqueline's arm away, and said coldly, "Even

if we want a divorce, I will do it myself. You don't need to ask.”

After saying that, he left the mansion without looking back.

Only Jacqueline was left there jumping around in anger.

It was late at night, the wind was raging, the leaves were flying, and it

looked like there would be a rainstorm coming.

Aaron parked the Bentley in front of the mansion and waited for Luther.