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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 211

Luther got into the car and instructed Aaron, "Go to the forensic identification center."

"Yes." Aaron responded, "Luther…"

Aaron wanted to say something but finally he held it back. This morning he received a phone call from Luther, rushed back to Khebury, first went to the Warner residence, and then to the police station to find out what really happened. Although they had got various proof against Joyce, he did not believe that Joyce would kill Grandma.

He hadn’t known Joyce for a long time, but he knew, deep in his heart, Joyce was a woman with great love.

"What are you trying to say?" Luther clutched the divorce agreement in his hand, his handsome face now livid.

Joyce signed the divorce papers without a second thought, and didn't even ask him. She was so dismissive of the marriage. He felt really resentful but he could not say it out loud.

Aaron knew his boss must be in a bad mood and sighed, "It's nothing."

The Bentley sped along, arriving at the forensic identification center early in the morning.

Aaron had long before used his connections to make arrangements.

A staff member waited at the door, saw Luther get out of the car, and respectfully led them to the morgue.

Walking through the eerie corridor, the heavy iron door was open, and the staff walked right inside. According to the number, he pulled out a freezer, and the bone-chilling cold air gushed out, freezing everyone present.

Even if he refused to believe, now he saw Stephanie's body with his own eyes.

Luther choked up, his eyes gradually blurred. As far as he could remember, he had never shed tears. Today he also did not really cry. The pain had numbed him all over and he could not even shed a tear.

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