Chapter 238

The Heath family.

Charlotte had been in an unusually irritable mood since Jacqueline and

Shelly's arrival yesterday.

Ricky went out on an errand, and she knew he must be there to handle

the follow-up. Although she trusted his ability, she was still worried.

Cecelia and Rodney returned to the Heath family from the Capital

yesterday afternoon and, upon learning of Stephanie's accident, took

Charlotte with them to the mourning hall set up by Luther in the city to

pay their respects and send a wreath of sympathy.

There were many people who went to offer their condolences, and the

scene was so big that wreaths were placed all over the aisle and hall.

Rodney and Stephanie were of the same generation. Although he was

old, the two families had been close friends, and he went to the

mourning hall to offer his condolences in person. When he returned, he

was overwhelmed with sadness and locked himself in his room, sulking

for half a day and not talking.

Cecelia was also very sad and complained that she did not visit

Stephanie in time, and when she wanted to see her, it had been

something impossible.

The entire the Heath family had been in a low-pressure atmosphere

since yesterday.

It made Charlotte very uncomfortable.

She knew that today was the day Stephanie was buried.

She didn't see Joyce at the city cemetery yesterday, nor did she see

Luther, and she guessed that Joyce would be going to the cemetery

today to see Stephanie one last time. The thought of Luther taking

Joyce to a funeral where only a very few close relatives can go. She

was extremely jealous.

In Luther's heart, he already considered Joyce as the closest person.

Charlotte sat on the living room couch, her eyes focus-less, her mind

drifting, doing nothing.

She simply turned on the TV and flicked through it aimlessly.

She switched channels at random.

Suddenly, the TV screen showed a live broadcast of a funeral.

Cecelia passed behind Charlotte and caught a glimpse of a familiar

figure on the TV screen and said, "Wait, don't change the channel yet."

Charlotte stopped numbly, she had no desire to watch TV.

It was only at this moment that they found out that it was actually

broadcasting live from a private cemetery.

She couldn't help but sit up straight and listen carefully.

"Hello everyone, behind me, here is Khebury's most expensive private

cemetery, where we meet the long-lost president of the R&S Group, Mr.

Luther, and his wife Joyce, who is under suspicion of murder. Let's see

the latest developments!"

Then, the screen showed Luther's cool, handsome face. Although he

looked a bit tired and sad, that would in no way affect his

handsomeness.

His handsome chiseled features, sword eyebrows, almond eyes, faint

sadness, in the mist of smoke and rain, looked just enchanting.

She looked almost obsessed; her mind was all occupied by him.

However, the next words he uttered, however, were like a heavy blow

to her heart.

"She is not. I believe that soon the police will find out the real murderer.

Please ask the police about the progress of the specific case.”

"No reason is needed. I trust her unconditionally!"

"I will follow my grandmother's will. This is a reflection of Grandma's

true intentions."

"We love each other and will not divorce.”

The live broadcast ended with his solemn look, as if he was saying a

vow of the most sincere love in this world.

And she just saw Luther escorted Joyce all the way to the car, and

finally both left the sight of the reporters.

Then the reporters said excitedly, "Just now, I believe you have all

seen. President Luther is very confident in his wife, firmly believe that

the murderer is someone else. Luther personally came out today to

dispel the rumors, and the couple looks very good. The rumors are not

true and they are not going to divorce. We expect the police will have

further findings, and that's it for today's live broadcast..."