"When did you regain your memory?"
Suddenly, Joyce asked.
Today, if Charlotte hadn't said it herself, she wouldn't have known that Luther had recovered his memory. She also did not know that Luther's memory loss was a result of Charlotte and Ricky'd doing. They gave him special drugs and then worked it out as a car accident.
Seaview's was mentioned in their conversation.
She could still vaguely recall that day. When he left that afternoon, he was unusually gentle with her, kissing her goodbye, and perhaps he already suspected Charlotte at the time.
Later in the evening, knowing he had bought Eden Apartment, she called him, but Charlotte answered. It turned out that they were having dinner together at Seaview's at the time.
It was that day that Luther had completely figured out everything about Charlotte.
Unexpectedly, she was framed by Charlotte and Ricky.
No wonder, she didn't wait for Luther to come to Eden Apartment.
So that was what happened that night.
When Luther heard Joyce's question, he turned his head gently and looked at her with eyes full of pain and vicissitudes.
He said word by word in a painful voice, "You fell off the cliff when I recovered my memory."
His voice, which sounded calm on the surface, actually carried too much pain.
Joyce drew a cold breath.
Surprisingly, it has been so long.
She didn't say another word.
Inside the car, it was exceptionally quiet.
Karl had the good sense not to speak. The past was the crux of all the problems between them, at this moment, they should all be clear to each other, no need to say more.
They were all victims of this conspiracy, and everyone of them felt bad.
Joyce closed her eyes and leaned her body softly against the car seat, slightly exhausted.
"Charlotte revealed that Cecelia was in the secret hospital at Hill 372. I want to get some sleep. Wake me up when we get to the Special Investigation Unit and we'll talk carefully about what to do next."
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