Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 2023 Who Do You Want To Save?

Chapter 2023 Who Do You Want to Save?

"Who do you want to save?"

At this moment, a deep and clear voice sounded from behind Luther. It was Cecelia.

Luther was taken aback. This voice was from Cecelia.

He quickly turned around and looked not far behind. There, Cecelia was dressed in black, standing on the rocks and walking towards them. Joyce followed beside Cecelia, accompanying her.

The guards had actually noticed them long ago, but since they were all on the same side, they didn't make a sound.

Surprised to see Joyce there as well, Luther asked, "How did you come here too? I thought you were already asleep."

"You have something on your mind, how could I not notice?" Joyce approached Luther.

Anderson was hiding behind Luther, afraid of being scolded by Mommy for sneaking out at night and coming to catch the culprit with his father.

Joyce pulled Anderson out from behind Luther and brought him to her side, "I saw you a long time ago, where were you hiding?"

Anderson stuck out his tongue, "I'm sorry, Mommy."

Kane helped explain, "Don't blame him. Our alarm went off. Anderson heard it, so he came with us."

"I know," Joyce gave Kane a look. Was there any need for him to say more? She knew very well how restless Anderson was.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Cecelia stepped forward until she was in front of Elsa.

"Who do you want to save?" she asked again.

Elsa couldn't face Cecelia. She buried her head lower, not answering, and not even daring to call Cecelia "Mrs. Commander." She depended on Cecelia to take care of her for so many years, allowing her to manage the internal affairs of the military compound's family quarters. And now, she even entrusted her with taking care of the closest people. She felt so sorry for the trust Cecelia had in her.

She refused to speak, her shoulders trembling incessantly.

It was clear that she was in tears.

Cecelia sighed and softly asked, "Speak. Who is threatening you and what are your reasons? If you don't tell me, how can I help you? How can I know?"

Elsa couldn't hold back her emotions any longer and burst into tears. She looked up, tears streaming down her face, "Mrs. Commander, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I can't face you. But I really didn't do anything to harm the young master and the young misses. You have to believe me. I never had that thought, even if they wanted me dead. I wouldn't do it."

"I understand. If you had done it, they wouldn't have been safe until now," Cecelia took a deep breath.

She looked at Luther with a guilty look, "I had good intentions. I brought two people from inside the military compound to help take care of the children. I didn't expect that the problem would arise from within our ranks. Those people you carefully selected are very good. I trusted them blindly."

"Mom, how can you blame yourself? Even if they didn't target Elsa, they would have eventually found a suitable target and infiltrated," Luther comforted, as he brought Joyce to his side, "You didn't really fall asleep, did you?"

"I really fell asleep at first. It wasn't a deep sleep, and then you accompanied me for a while. I knew when you left the room. I knew you would take action before the wedding. I had already guessed," Joyce smiled, "So I went to find my mom, and then we decided to come together. After all, to resolve the problem, we need the key person."

"You also thought it was Elsa?" Luther asked.

"Yeah," Joyce nodded, "When you brought everyone to South Island, and then left Elsa in charge at home, I thought of it. The person you suspected should be Elsa. At first, like you, I was surprised and couldn't believe it. But after thinking about it carefully, many things make sense."

Joyce approached Elsa.

Slowly, she said, "Several times, when I returned home, or when Luther returned home, the house was too big; with too many rooms We weren't sure where each other was and had to look for a while, or call out a few times. But every time I asked you, you always seemed to be the quickest to tell us where we were. It's clear you've been watching our every move invisibly."

"Yes, Mrs. Commander, Mr. Warner. That's true. They asked me to pay attention to your every move, especially Mrs. Commander. Any abnormal situations in the house must be reported promptly." Elsa replied "Who is above you?" Cecelia asked directly.

Raises her head, "Mrs. Commander,

I know I don't have the right to make you believe me. But if I really knew who was above me, I would tell you. But I don't know. The person above is a pseudonym, and never shows up. We only have single-line contact and only one way to contact them. Their internal structure is very tight. Even today, if I'm caught, at most they will remove one single line, and there won't be any loss. Mrs. Commander, I'm willing to tell you the single-line contact I know."

Then, Elsa recited a string of frequency codes.

Kane wrote it down, "I'll try to contact them later."

Cecelia frowned, shook her head, "No need to contact them, it's definitely been abandoned. That's their usual practice."

"Oh," Kane nodded.

"You haven't answered yet. What exactly did the other party threaten you with? You never got married or had children, so why would you do this kind of thing?" Cecelia asked again. "The mistake has been made and can be changed. Even if I

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punishment you deserve. But, in consideration of our many years of bond, if you tell me your difficulty, I will do my best to help you. But the condition is that you must tell me what the other party has been making you do and how far you've gone. And what is the purpose of tonight's actions? What are they trying to do at the wedding?"

Luther and Joyce exchanged a glance.

Cecelia had asked everything they wanted to know at once.

Luther gestured to the guard team to release Elsa. Now, Elsa was no longer a threat.

Elsa collapsed on the ground, crying uncontrollably.

The hard rocks under her, stabbed her body and her heart.

She really didn't want to do this, but she really had no choice.

She covered her face with her hands, and tears flowed through her fingers.