Theo drove the car to Joshua’s house.
It was probably because he did not want to be a third-wheeler, but the first thing he said when the car pulled to a halt was that he was exhausted, and he scampered into his room as soon as he got out of the car, slamming the door shut behind him.
Luna had just gotten out of the car herself when she heard Theo’s door close behind him. She was astounded by his speed and was just about to say something when her phone chimed.
She had received two photos sent by the butler at Landry Mansion.
Both of the photos were taken from an awkward angle, and the lighting was so dark that Luna had to stare at them for a long while before she finally recognized the people inside the photos.
The first one was a picture of Roanne, pressed against the ground by two burly men, her body, hands, and face covered entirely in mud. Her right hand was pinned onto the ground by Charlotte’s pointy heel.
Roanne appeared pitiful and helpless, whereas the look on Charlotte’s face was grotesque and terrifying.
The second photo was of Roanne tossed into the charred cave by the same two men, each holding onto one side of her body.
Luna bit her lip when she laid eyes on the two photos, suddenly recalling Roanne rejecting Joshua’s offer.
When Joshua had given her the option to betray Charlotte in exchange for benefits, Roanne had rejected his offer without hesitation.
Because of this, Luna thought that…Charlotte had indeed been treating Roanne like her own sister, which was why Roanne refused to betray her.
However, recalling the way Charlotte had slapped her, as well as the photographic evidence on her phone
Luna could not help feeling bad for Roanne.
Charlotte was not worth her sacrifice at all.
Seeing that Luna was standing motionless with her phone in her hand, Joshua walked over, frowning.” What’s wrong?”
Luna paused for a moment, then showed Joshua the photos that the butler had sent her. “Roanne…”
Joshua glanced impassively at the photos.
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