After Joyce was gone.
Luther's eyes instantly turned cold.
The sunlight outside the window lit up the room brightly, spilling in through the gaps in the window prisms, and reflecting on his ghostly, knife-sharp side face. Half sunshine, half gloom. He slightly tilted his head to immerse his whole self in the gloom, and no one could see the look on his face.
In his hands, he kept turning his Americano cup.
The pure black liquid in the transparent cup kept swaying in the midst of the unsteady light, and looked even more bizarre.
Charlotte…
Charlotte seemed to be standing right at the beginning of all these tangles. Everything, it seemed, had some connection with Charlotte. But he was not sure…
The night he was attacked, Charlotte sacrificed her virginity to save him.
Joyce and Charlotte came from the same orphanage.
Charlotte was present the night Joyce was molested, and Charlotte and Lauren had a good relationship.
Charlotte was there at noon on the day his grandmother was killed.
The day before Jacqueline revealed Joyce's pregnancy, Charlotte had kneeled down to Joyce. The whole process was recorded and posted on the internet and made a big stir. Obviously, Charlotte must have been involved in the affair.
However, in Hill Benjamin, when Joyce was kidnapped that night, it was true that Charlotte did not appear.
Everything, would there be a connection?
He stared at the black liquid in his hand, shaking it, deep in thought.
It seemed that he needed to look into it, something about Charlotte.
Perhaps, an unexpected discovery could be made.
The Heath family.
Charlotte was taking a rest in the late afternoon.
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