Three days later, Luther returned to Khebury with Joyce, Anderson, and Darrin. The Mufron group was ultimately unsuccessful. Upon returning to the Warner residence, the matter was not publicized and only a few people knew about it. After Mr. Arnold found out, he destroyed everything that had been prepared to move Iris's grave, as it seemed ominous to prepare such things when life and death were uncertain.
The jet lag was a bit tough, and Anderson lay in Joyce's arms, rubbing his eyes. After holding back for several days, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Mommy, is it possible that my sister is still alive?"
Joyce took a deep breath. "Well, for now, no news is good news."
Her eyes dimmed. "Sleep now. You've been through enough these past few days. Daddy and Mommy will take care of these things, so you don't need to worry."
"Mm, goodnight, Mommy. I hope my sister is okay." Anderson closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Joyce walked out of the room and closed the door. She looked up and saw Luther already dressed and ready to leave. "Are you going out? It's so late," she said, looking at the clock. It was almost ten o'clock, and she was puzzled.
"Yeah, Felix has been looking for me a few times, so I have to go," Luther said, hugging Joyce and kissing her ear. "I might come back very late. Don't wait for me, go to bed early."
Joyce reached out and held him. "Wait."
Luther turned around.
Joyce pulled him down and stroked his handsome cheek. "You seem to have something on your mind."
Luther kissed her lips. "How could I not have something on my mind? Did you notice? Sorry, I didn't want to affect your mood."
Joyce sighed. "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Whatever the outcome, I won't blame you."
Luther's heart shook, and his thin lips trembled slightly. "Okay, I know. Rest well. I'm leaving now." He turned around and left, his tall figure disappearing at the door.
Joyce's eyes dimmed again. She felt that something was wrong with him, and it wasn't just the pressure he was under. He seemed restless. One night, she woke up in the middle of the night and found him standing in the hotel living room, looking out the window. He didn't sleep and just stood there, looking out the window until dawn. She didn't know what he was thinking.
And then there were the strange things he said.
She shook her head and told herself to trust him. She shouldn't be thinking too much.
She went to the living room and sat on the sofa, flipping through the news aimlessly. She had seen Luther look at news about the Rohomes monarchy dispute before, and she happened to come across it again.
The dispute over the Rohomes monarchy was like an epic historical drama, with complex and intricate relationships between the characters that were bizarre and chaotic.
She noticed that there were two major families in Rohomes, the Tanaka family, and the Yoshikawa family. One controlled the monarchy, and the other controlled the military. One was the emperor, and the other was equivalent to the old shogunate. They balanced and restrained each other, while also marrying each other and being enemies.
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