Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Luther frowned. It wasn't surprising that Joyce had a gun. It was he who had given it to her in the first place.

"The police found your grandmother's will, and surprisingly, it had been tampered with by Joyce. Originally your grandmother left me 5%, left Shelly 4%, and left Joyce 1%. As an outsider, your grandmother left her more than enough! But this greedy woman even changed the will, crossing out the part about me and Shelly and changing her 1% to 10%. I have told you, this woman is no good and she had got into our family for money. You just don't believe it. Just look now, she's showing her true colors."

"We really underestimated her. She doesn't just want money. She has a huge appetite. With 10% of the shares, she can become the second-largest shareholder of R&S Group instantly. I have never dreamed that she is so ambitious."

Jacqueline was getting angrier and angrier, "You didn't expect it, did you? I understand that you don't listen to me normally, but you see, your mother is right about the woman. You have to wake up now! You have to get your grandmother's shares back, and you can't let her die with regrets."

Luther never said a word.

The amount of information was too much for him to digest for a while.

He knew that his grandmother owned 20% of the R&S Group, half of which was left to himself for sure, and as for the other half, all of which was left to Joyce. It was indeed quite strange. He couldn't make sense of it and didn't know what was going on.

"Luther, are you listening?" Jacqueline asked cautiously, "Luther?"

"I ask you, why didn't you inform me first yesterday?" Luther's voice was icy. The fact that they did not tell him about the news first made him feel like he had missed something important.

"... Yesterday, we were really scared, and we were taken to the police station and we made a statement. It was such a big thing, and we do not want to affect your important negotiations, so, so, early this morning we immediately call you?" Jacqueline explained.

"Where's Joyce?" He asked.

"Of course, she's in the detention center!" Jacqueline's voice was agitated, "She killed your grandmother, tampered with her will, and had been urgently arrested and transferred to the detention center! "Where is Grandma now?" Luther took a deep breath. Joyce killed grandma - this could never happen!

"Her body was taken away by the coroner. The police asked me if I agreed to the autopsy, and I didn't dare to make the decision without your permission, so I'll wait for you to come back and decide. By the way, Luther, when will you be back?"

Without answering Jacqueline, Luther simply hung up the phone.

At that moment, the business car stopped not far from the landing field.

Luther reached out an arm to push open the door and a gush of wind blew wildly through, and lift his shirt hem.

"Inform the captain to go as fast as possible."

"Yes, Luther," Casey responded in a rush.