Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1074

Luther woke up in a gloomy and cold room.

He struggled to open his eyes. The room was small, surrounded by walls of special materials. Not far away, on a sofa, a faint light from a cell phone was the only source of light in the room.

Someone was sitting on the sofa, looking at his phone. It seemed to be a man. The man was shrouded in shadows and coldness and looked intimidating.

Luther moved a bit, and fortunately, the electric shock did not cause substantial damage to him.

"Awake?"

The man on the sofa made a low voice.

Immediately, he turned on the light.

The sudden brightness caused Luther to squint his eyes and raise his hand to block the light.

A few moments later, Luther barely adjusted to the strong incandescent light when he looked at the man sitting on the couch in front of him.

He was instantly furious, "Karl, it's you! What did you get me here for?"

Before he was electrocuted, he wondered who at the House of Inspection would attack him. He remembered that Karl was currently in the House of Inspection, but Karl had known him before and should not have done this to him.

He didn't expect that it was really Karl.

"Oh, Mr. Warner. We wanted to get some information from you, and we were worried that you would not come willingly, so I had to invite you here." Karl folded his legs and said indifferently.

"Is that an invitation?" Luther was angry, "Karl, you're sick! You better have a proper reason. Otherwise I'll never let you go!"

Karl shrugged and got straight to the point, "Ms. Armstrong from Khebury Orphanage is dead, and the only person she saw before she died was you."

"What? Ms. Armstrong is really dead?" Luther frowned. In fact, he was prepared for this in his mind.

Rachel would not disappear for no reason, so something must happen.

It must have been after he left Khebury Orphanage that they determined Ms. Armstrong's death.

Because at the time he went to the orphanage, the staff still expected Ms. Armstrong to simply be missing.

Little did they know that Ms. Armstrong would actually die.

"There was an old surveillance camera at the exit of the venue to the back garden, and I had the footage restored. You and Ms. Armstrong left the venue around the same time, and you must have met in the back garden. Tell me, how did Ms. Armstrong die, and what did you do?" Karl questioned in a cold voice.

Luther stood up and closed in on Karl, staring at him incredulously.

"Karl, are you out of your mind? How could I possibly kill Ms. Armstrong? And you kidnap me for this damn reason?" Luther shouted, "Ms. Armstrong gave me a token that could prove Joyce's birth. How am I supposed to know what she went to do after that?"

"Karl, Joyce is also missing, and if anything should have happened to her because you're holding me up tonight, I, I...!" Luther pointed his index finger angrily at Karl, too angry to speak.

"It's been almost four years since Joyce disappeared. And now you're saying that? It's ridiculous." Karl thought Luther didn't know Zora's identity and sneered.

"You! You are unreasonable!" Luther was furious, "She is having dinner with Justin tonight in the suburb. At eleven o'clock, she has been at the TMP Club and has never left! I was just going to look for her when the guys you sent got me here!!!"

"What time is it? Where's my phone, my watch?" Luther complained.

Karl froze, "You know Zora is Joyce?"