Chapter 231
You Hit My Heart
Jacqueline looked around and wondered, "Are there just Charlotte and
the soldier in the house? Isn't it a little wrong? After all, they are a man
and a woman. Maybe that was the way it was in military families, she
was thinking too much.
Moreover, there were some more important things at the moment, and
there was no time for anything else.
"Charlotte, Joyce was released on bail, Luther came back last night,
and he personally went to the detention center for the formalities. Hey, I
really, can't do anything about him." Jacqueline sighed and complained.
âThis ..." In front of Jacqueline, Charlotte could not really say any bad
words about Luther, even if she felt both shocked and angry in her
heart.
She tried her best to suppress her emotions, "Luther's decision,
naturally, he must have a reason.â
"Hmph, I think that bitch just did something to his mind. How could he
spend 100 million to put a murderer on bail." Shelly was out of anger
and flung her handbag on the sofa, still not relieved.
Charlotte glanced out of the corner of her eye at Ricky, who was
standing at a distance.
His hearing was extraordinary, he must have heard it too.
His thick brow frowned, it seemed he did not expect it.
The two of them planned to find someone to torture Joyce in the
detention center. First they would just torture Joyce a bit, then they
would make sure her wound would get infected, and that she would get
no treatment in time and her wound would get worse and worse.
Nobody would know about it, and Joyce may not have the chance to
leave the detention center alive.
And, the people they contacted should have done something last night.
They didn't expect that Joyce would be released on bail, so their plans
would be all messed up.
Charlotte looked at the indisputable Jacqueline in front of her, biting her
lower lip, Jacqueline could not even keep this bottom line. She was not
capable of fixing Joyce, but caused her plan to fail.
"Joyce is out, so, what's next, what are your plans?" Charlotte asked
with feigned concern as she poured Jacqueline a cup of tea. She also
picked up a cup in her own hand and took a gentle sip.
âThis is not the most difficult thing. You know, we get no outsiders here,
so I'll tell you directly that Stephanie modified her will before she died,
and changed the shares originally left to me and Shelly to Joyce,"
Jacqueline said through gritted teeth.
"What!" Charlotte looked shocked. She did not hold the cup of tea in
her hand steady, and all of it poured out, spilling all over her thin skirt.
She jumped straight up from the heat and shook off the tea with great
force.
Knowing that she had lost her manners, she hurriedly wiped around
with a tissue to cover her panic.
Jacqueline was surprised that Charlotte could be so excited, but didn't
get suspicious.
Shelly was concerned, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?"
âI'm fine. It's fine already, it's all dried up. Sorry I didn't hear you clearly
just now, what did you say, auntie? Before Grandma died? Changed
her will?" Charlotte carefully confirmed.
"Hey, don't mention it. Yes, as far as I know, the graph analysis center
has concluded that the will was indeed modified by Stephanie herself.
Of course, if Joyce is the killer, it's entirely possible that Joyce had
forced Stephanie..." Jacqueline chattered.
Charlotte, however, had no desire to listen any further.
She was the one who drugged Stephanie, and she couldn't have
known better if Joyce was the killer!
But she didn't expect that Stephanie, this bitch, could still set her up
before she died! Leaving her shares to Joyce so that she could fight
against her later? So that even if she married into the Warner family,
she wouldn't get any shares?
She really underestimated the old woman's heart and tactics!