NovelEnglish"Christian toldsomething today that was very valuable. He said that someone had rented an AWM sniper rifle on the black
market for a high price, and that it was Ricky."
"So, Thomas was most likely killed by Ricky." Karl quickly replied.
"I'm just guessing."
"Got it, I'll check it out again. The information Christian gave was valuable. You go ahead and we will talk later."
"Wait." Joyce hurriedly sent a message to stop Karl from going offline because she still had something to say.
"Anything else?" Karl left a message.
Joyce rolled her beautiful eyes, took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and typed, "lI am afraid recently we would not have
much of a chance to find anything about the private affair between the two of them. Can we..."
She sent the message out without finishing the words.
The other side was silent, and there were no more new messages, as if waiting for her to complete what she had wanted to say.
She thought about it for a moment and continued, "Can we set up a trap and deliberately create sopportunities for them? So
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After typing the words, her thumb hovered above the send button, hesitant.
With more than ten days left from Charlotte's engagement, they didn’t have much time. After the last tthey were exposed
when she inadvertently bumped into them, they would definitely only be more careful these days.
She guessed that originally Ricky must have gone to the Capital to avoid unnecessary attention. However, now that Charlotte was
not returning to the Capital, so Ricky must have been sent back to protect Charlotte.
If she just waited and did nothing, she would probably find nothing in these ten days and thus waste the best chance.
Since Charlotte and Luther were going to get engaged, shouldn't she prepare sbig surprise for Charlotte?
Although she would not harm anyone, should someone dare to make troubles to her, they must also pay the price.
Since Charlotte could set her up.
Why couldn't she set Charlotte up?
It's just that if she did such a thing, wouldn't Karl think that she was too scheming. What's more, Charlotte and Karl were distant
relatives, and she would never want to lose such a good friend.
Hesitating for a long time, she finally pressed the send button.
Perhaps she would never have such a great opportunity again.
The first thing Karl did was to send a big "thumb-up" emoji.
He then replied with a message, "Sure."
Joyce felt relieved and she smiled.
Karl, indeed, knew her very well. Perhaps he was what people would call a confidant.
At this point, the bus suddenly braked sharply, and although they could feel that the driver had tried his best, it still caused a
considerable shock.
Luther was pushed forward a little by the force, and then he lay down entirely on his side, pillowed on Joyce and continued to
sleep.
Joyce froze, somewhat at a loss for words.
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He was ... sleeping holding her legs ...
Her cheeks flushed slightly. There was a full car of colleagues and his action made her feel awkward.
She was tempted to move him, or simply wake him up and tell him to go to sleep somewhere else.
But when her hands touched him...
Suddenly, her heart felt like it was pricked by sneedle and she could not bear to wake him up.
He was sleeping deeply and soundly, looking peaceful and relaxed. His features were well stretched, quiet and harmless, like a big
boy. His thin lips pressed closely against the bare skin of her leg, soft and tingly.
In her mind, she couldn't help but recall the intimate contact between them... How close they had been to each other, and how
indulging they had been...
Damn, what was she thinking? Just how would she suddenly think of something like that?
Although she did not want to admit it, she really seemed to be different from before, and she was not quite the Joyce she had once
been...
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