You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2015: The Special Pen

On the other side.

As the evening approached, Karl arrived. Joyce and Luther were waiting for him in the reception room of the manor. Stepping into

the room, Joyce was taken aback by Karl's dusty appearance, still in his inspector uniform as if he hadn't had tto change.

"Karl, what's this? Just finished an assignment and swung by on your way here? You're not planning to attend the wedding dressed

like this, are you? | don't think many people would dare to speak in front of you," Joyce teased. "Wearing the highest inspector

uniform to a wedding. Those who don't know might think you've been sent down to carry out an inspection task."

Karl chuckled. "How could that be? | did just cstraight from the assignment in the neighboring city. It was a tight schedule,

couldn't change clothes in time. Rest assured, Juanita had my clothes all ready for me. My luggage has been sent to my room. |

definitely won't be attending your wedding dressed like this."

"Good to see you." Luther greeted.

Karl nodded lightly. "Mr. Warner, you look radiant with the addition of a son. Congratulations."

"Please, have a seat." Joyce pointed to the sofa next to them.

Karl dusted off the dirt on his clothes and sat down on the sofa. "Before coming, Juanita had been in a bad mood for several days

because | didn't allow her to calong."

Joyce chuckled, covering her lips. "She's close to delivery, indeed she shouldn't take it lightly. Look, | also delivered early. One can't

predict when Juanita will deliver."

"Yes. My mother has been keeping her company these days." Karl looked around. "Why choose South Island for the wedding?

Especially the yacht ride there. The surveillance equipment was all over, tight security. Quite unusual."

"Nothing escapes your eyes," Luther crossed his legs in a relaxed posture.

"Can you tellabout it? I'm not an outsider." Karl furrowed his brows slightly, realizing that something had definitely gone wrong.

"It's nothing major, just him being cautious." Joyce pointed to Luther.

"Not just caution. The unusual arrangements here, the layered defense. There's definitely a purpose behind it." Karl didn't believe

Joyce's explanation. "I know you're afraid I'd worry, especially with Juanita about to give birth. You don't wantto get involved.

But don't forget, I'm a professional."

"Heh, well said, you're a professional." Luther's eyes gleamed. "It's okay, I'll tell you the whole story."

Joyce poured Karl a cup of tea, and Luther began with the story of a stranger they had recovered from the yacht they were on,

outlining the recent events, including the antidote being administered for the poison Luther had been exposed to, Joyce's

premature delivery, and how she almost got taken away by Grayson. Also, the possibility of Rohomes' spies being inside the house,

passing information to Rohomes' side.

Karl remained silent for a long tafter hearing the story.

Finally, he spoke. "I didn't expect you to have gone through so much. And | wasn't able to help. This time, | only brought two

subordinates and didn't bring any professional equipment. If | had known..."

"Karl, you've already helped us a lot. You don't have to worry about it anymore. Kane has arrived; he will monitor the surveillance

and the control room. Luther has prepared enough manpower. Add to that the natural geographical advantage of South Island.

Nothing will happen." Joyce reassured him. "Take care of Juanita, don't let her be distracted. Don't worry too much about me. Look,

so many things happened before. Although there were surprises, there was no danger. Everything was eventually resolved

satisfactorily."

"Since you're on official duty, the wedding will be over tomorrow. You definitely have to return to the Capital. Don't delay your

business." Luther looked at his watch. "Let's chat a bit more. Felix and Vicki will be here soon. Felix already messaged me.

Remember, don't mention this matter in front of them."

Karl nodded. "Got it."

He thought for a moment. "For your wedding, Juanita and | have prepared sordinary gifts. After all, we couldn't figure out what

you might be lacking."

"Your presence alone is the greatest gift." Joyce smiled. "It's too much to prepare gifts; you're being overly formal."

Karl took out a pen from his suit pocket. "But there's something | specially prepared for you."

He placed the pen on the coffee table. It was an all-black pen, looking very ordinary with no apparent special features.

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