Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 172

"Bang!" Her phone was thrown into the corner by Charlotte, the screen was immediately shattered, and

the battery came out, lying dead on the ground.

Charlotte squatted down and leaned over to look at Stephanie who was struggling, her lips showing an

icy evil smile, "How? The effect of the drug has almost come up. Do you feel numb in your tongue? This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Trying to speak? But you just can't, right?"

Stephanie opened her mouth, but her tongue was so numb that she could not even feel it. She was

able to say a few words earlier, but now she could barely utter a word. Her black eyes were wide open

and bloodshot. Her pupils tightened and she stared hard at Charlotte, her eyes full of disbelief and

reluctance.

She had been shrewd all her life, and she had been in the business world all her life, but she never

thought she would fall into the hands of this ruthless woman in her twenties.

"From now on, you will have to listen to me. Let you die with clarity." Charlotte slowly and patiently

dusted off her gloves again. She had completely lost the tension she had just felt, and she admired

Stephanie's struggle in front of her, like a hunter admiring the final death of her prey.

"I know you're suspicious. Yes, I am indeed not the Heath family's daughter. The orphanage let me and

Joyce together provide hair and nail for DNA testing, and I secretly switched my own with Joyce’s. It

was only logical to take her place. I not only want to be the daughter of the Heath family, but also your

grandson’s wife. So? Do you feel like your whole body is starting to go numb now?"

She threw back her head and laughed wildly as she continued, "I'll tell you something you won't

believe. Luther always thought I saved him, but …" She leaned closer to Stephanie and said it to her,

word for word, "Actually It wasn't. The person who saved him was Joyce. hahahahaha!"

"You were wise enough to notice my heels. Yes, the bastard in my belly is not Luther's at all. But don't

worry, I won't let this bastard come into the world. In the future, I will have many children with your

grandchildren. So, you should be satisfied with that, down there, right?"

Charlotte admired Stephanie's furious and bewildered look with pleasure and satisfaction.

She took another step closer to Stephanie and said maliciously, "You won't die right away. The drug will

paralyze your tongue, and then your whole body gradually. You won't be able to speak, you won't be

able to walk, and finally even your breathing will be slowly paralyzed. I'm sorry. It's a long process."

She raised her hand and looked at her luxurious diamond watch, "It will take about four hours.

Eventually you will be so paralyzed that you won’t be able to breathe and eventually suffocate, and you

will always keep your mind clear during these long four hours, feeling your death little by little."

"The medicine I gave you just now was not available in the market. It’s for military use only. Hey, I am

still the daughter of the Heath family. This drug will soon decompose in your body, and the final

detected composition will be exactly the same as the painkillers in your body, and no one will think you

have been drugged."

"Meanwhile, let me tell you that Joyce will return here exactly when you die. At that point, she will be

the biggest suspect for murder, because you will look like you were smothered to death. And because I

will be long gone before you die, I will have the perfect alibi. Two birds with one stone, wouldn't you

say, is that a good plan?"

Charlotte couldn't help but laugh maniacally.

After a long time, she stopped laughing and gently patted the immobile Stephanie, feigning a regretful

face.

"Sorry, it's late, I should go now. Have a nice trip to death. Never see you again!"