Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 595

"I ... I was shopping."

Shelly raised her voice and replied.

"There are only restaurants around the place." Karl reminded.

"I was tired and I was there to find a restaurant for my dinner."

Shelly said emphatically, "I was really just passing by. What? They're allowed to use that overpass and not me?"

"You really don't know him?" Karl pointed at Jimmy.

"I don't know him. Who am I to know him?!" Shelly raised her voice again, "Brother, look at him! He's deliberately trying to frame me. You must help me and complain to his boss!"

At that moment, she finally remembered that Karl was the officer who took over her grandmother's case before. No wonder he knew Luther and also knew Joyce and helped Joyce.

"Check Miss Warner's whereabouts all day today and who she had contacted."

Karl turned his head and instructed Victor, not bothering with Shelly's nonsense.

"On what grounds?!" Shelly was incredulous, her beautiful eyes rounded, "Investigating me without evidence? Why are you helping Joyce? Are you Joyce's lover? Do you have some kind of unseemly relationship."

"Hey, don't you talk nonsense!" Juanita jumped to her feet immediately after she heard it.

"Who's talking nonsense? I think he probably had an affair with Joyce a long time ago. I saw something wrong between them when my grandmother was killed!" Shelly said faster than she thought.

Luther's face grew darker and darker, and his fists clenched tightly.

Juanita’s cheeks puffed up like a puffer fish. She crossed her arms and blurted out before she could think, "Karl is my boyfriend, don't talk nonsense."

"Ah."

The speed of his reply was so fast that it made all those present suspicious instead.

"6TK398, does this car belong to you?" Karl asked again.

Jimmy was stunned by the question. The police department was really efficient. In such a short period of time, they found down even the car he rented.

"I just rented it, so it … it isn’t really my car…" Jimmy stammered.

"Miss Warner, we notice that before the incident, you got out of a black car? Do you want to say anything about it? And it was caught by the surveillance."

Karl turned to Shelly at this point and suddenly asked.

Shelly's heart went cold and she didn't know how to explain.

"What black car, I don’t know … I don’t remember ..." She stammered, and her tone was flustered, "I often take cab, and how can I possibly remember every car?"