Chapter 868

It had been four years, and Charlotte, the culprit, finally reappeared in

front of him.

Four years ago at the engagement party, the video of Charlotte and

Ricky having sex was publicly exposed.

After Charlotte set Joyce up with all her acting, she fell down the stairs,

miscarried her baby, and was taken away by ambulance. Since then,

he never saw her again.

At first, he was so focused on the search of Joyce, who fell into the sea,

and he had no time to care about Charlotte.

By the time he turned back and tried to settle the score with Charlotte,

he found that Charlotte had already been taken away by the Heath

family and brought to the Capital.

He wanted to go to Karl to find out the truth about Joyce being hunted

by Ricky, but to his surprise Karl was also transferred to the Capital.

Even Juanita, who was usually very close to Joyce, seemed to have

evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

He felt like he was having a dream.

Overnight, the people around Joyce, all disappeared.

If it wasn't for Justin, who had been constantly making things difficult for

him, he would have to wonder if everything that ever happened was

real.

What he experienced with Joyce was just a beautiful dream.

At this moment, the culprit, Charlotte, was standing in front of him alive.

Ricky and Joyce could not possibly have a problem with each other,

and it was simply not possible that Ricky would chase Joyce down just

for himself. So it must have been the order of Charlotte then.

The military transferred all the files of that year's cases and must have

covered up the truth, putting all the blame on the already dead Ricky.

But he couldn't be clearer in his mind.

Charlotte deceived him and misled him, and she framed and hurt Joyce

with all her own acting. What an unforgivable crime!

“Luther.” Charlotte called out again.

Luther came back from his angry memories.

Damn, this woman who should be killed by a thousand cuts even had

the guts to call his name.

It made him feel incredibly sick.

In the darkness, Charlotte couldn't quite see Luther's expression and

certainly he didn't say anything.

She took a bold step forward.

The close look at his handsome face made her even more excited.

“It's been a long time. How are you?" She asked with concern.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, she screamed out in dismay.

Unexpectedly, Luther suddenly reached out, grabbed her neck, made a

smooth swirl and firmly pressed her against the carved railing.

He used so much force that her back was locked on the cold, hard

railing and she broke into a cold sweat of pain.

She looked at him in horror and his eyes showed unhidden anger.

Luther's grip on Charlotte's neck tightened violently. At this moment, he

really wanted to Kill her.

Whenever he thought about how Joyce had fallen from the cliff into the

sea, he was always overwhelmed by the great pain.

Whenever he thought about how he still could not find anything about

Joyce and their child in her belly after so many years, he regretted it so

much.

Every day and every night, he suffered from the pain and was unable to

sleep.

For four years he lived a life like a walking corpse.

Whenever he thought about how the culprit in front of him was still well

protected and had covered up the truth...

After four years, at this moment, he saw her again.

He simply wanted to kill her.

He wanted to avenge Justice and avenge his child.

He used more and more force and he was so angry that he even lifted

Charlotte up entirely.

Charlotte's body was held up in the air and almost beyond the railing.

She turned her head. They were on the eighteenth floor, and

underneath her, the darkness seemed like an endless black abyss that

would swallow her at any moment.