Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

At this moment, Lauren had completely understood everything. At such a critical moment, Charlotte would not hesitate to abandon her. She had just been so stupid when she thought about how angry she had been when she heard about what happened to Charlotte.

“No, I didn’t! I didn’t! I did buy the drug, but I didn’t use it!” Lauren shouted excitedly.

Officer Karl, however, sternly shouted, “You can say what you have to say at the police station! Take her away.”

Two police officers immediately dragged Lauren away.

Karl’s sharp eyes scanned through the group of people, and said in a cold voice, “Whoever was involved in the crime should now go to the police station for a statement.”

After saying that, he turned to leave, his back upright and dashing.

Downstairs at R&S Group, two blue and white police cars were parked prominently at the front door, and many employees came out out of curiosity, pointing and discussing.

Feeling humiliated, Lauren bowed her head, covered her face with her hands, and was pushed into the police car.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Then several police officers got into the car one after another, and the siren sounded and got further and further away.

Luther and Aaron were already waiting downstairs.

Joyce, Charlotte, and Juanita, along with the rest of the project team, gathered downstairs.

The company’s business minibus also drove over, ready to drive them to the police station.

Aaron pulled up to the door in a Maybach and waited for Luther to get in.

Luther looked over to see Joyce coming down and gestured with his eyes for her to get into his car.

Joyce caught a glimpse of it and took a few steps forward. She was just about to open the backseat door when Charlotte arrived a step ahead of her.

Charlotte’s delicate body was in front of the backseat door, her posture, intentionally or not, just in the middle between Joyce and the door handle.

Joyce couldn’t reach out to open the door, so she had to pull back her hand in a slightly embarrassed manner.

Charlotte smiled and asked Luther, “Luther, can I have a ride in your car?”

“This was…” Luther subconsciously glanced at Joyce’s face. There was no reason for him to refuse Charlotte.

Charlotte’s eyes trembled and her heart was not happy. Luther was obviously looking at Joyce’s eyes. Did he care that much about Joyce and was afraid that Joyce would get angry?

Charlotte put an innocent smile on her face, pretending not to notice the delicate atmosphere between the two, “Is it okay? I’m not feeling well. I’ve been throwing up a lot lately.”

Joyce was amused. She wasn’t stupid and could see what Charlotte actually wanted to do.

She waved her hand and said generously, “It’s okay. Charlotte is pregnant now. I’ll just take the minibus in the back.”

After saying that, she turned around and left without looking back.

She was not interested in participating in such child’s play.

Luther looked a little embarrassed, but really had nothing to say. Maybe Charlotte didn’t want to face the gossip and wanted to get some peace and quiet in his car. Plus Charlotte had quite a pregnancy vomiting reaction.

So he opened the back seat door for Charlotte gentlemanly, “Get in.”

“Thanks!” The smile that blossomed on Charlotte’s lips was as innocent as the bright sunshine of a March day.

As Charlotte got into the car, she fastened her seat belt. She glanced in the car’s rearview mirror at Joyce, who boarded the minibus behind her, and she slowly lowered her head, a smug smile skimming across her lips.