You Hit My Heart
Chapter 197

In fact, when Jacqueline said this, she didn't really feel so sure.

The previous composure of Joyce had made her somewhat worried. Itseemed that she would have to do everything she could to make Joycea murderer! There was no way back.

"Come on, let's get out of here. It wasn't a wasted trip today, at least wegot the divorce papers. I'll call Luther when I get home and tell him tocome back tomorrow. I'll have him sign it as soon as he gets back."Jacqueline pulled Shelly up and the two of them hurriedly left thedetention center.

On the other hand, the second precint of the police station.

Karl looked playfully at the verification report in his hands.

His handsome face was slightly tired, after all, he had not slept all night.Last night, after sending Joyce to the detention center, he personallysent the withheld will, as well as other handwriting information collectedby the physical evidence section on Stephanie, to the Capital's mostauthoritative graphanalysis center overnight.

Arriving at the Capital in the wee hours of the morning, he pulled DustinRodgers, who had worked for his father Chester Gregory at theCapital's identification center, out from under the covers. Staying up allnight, he asked Dustin to help him identify Stephanie's writing marksand handwriting.

Dustin was old and had unstable blood pressure. It took severalantihypertensive pills for him to stay up late to help Karl make a goodidentification.

Karl then headed straight back to Khebury at dawn, finally returning tohis office around eight.

He opened the report file.

Inside, the red seal and steel stamp of the Capital GraphanalysisCenter was clearly visible. The country's most authoritativegraphanalysis agency, along with the signature of Dustin Rodgers, theindustry's most qualified graphanalyst.

No one would have any rebuttal against the results of thegraphanalysis.

"The handwriting and writing marks were repeatedly analyzed andconfirmed that the will modification was made by Stephanie herself."Karl's sharp gaze swept over the line and a smile appeared on his lips.Joyce was indeed not lying, and it was not her tampering with the will,but Stephanie's true intention.

Those who were foolish enough to do so would never have thought thathe had gotten the graphanalysis report of the will.

Oh, the more they wanted to stop him from interfering, the more theystirred up his desire to win and made him want to compete.

That's funny.

He waved his hand, called over a police officer, and ordered, "I havemade three copies of the report, one of which you can send to theprosecutor's office now, and at the same time apply to the prosecutor'soffice to withdraw the arrest warrant and send it back for retrial. Onecopy will be sent to the police headquarters later, and I will give adetailed explanation to the police headquarters. The other copy will bekept by me personally. You go now."

The officers took orders and immediately set off with the documents.Karl arranged everything.

He pulled out the folder of Joyce's belongings.

Inside lay the phone with a cracked screen, he pressed the powerbutton of her phone, and as the phone turned on, the screen showedcountless missed calls.

And they were all from Luther.

Luther, Joyce's husband.

At this point, he found himself squarely aware that Joyce was alreadymarried.

Karl frowned gently as he pressed the call button and called back ...