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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 171

Charlotte helped Stephanie walk slowly back to her room, and then diligently helped Stephanie into bed.

At this point, her heartbeat had soared to way more than a hundred beats per minute, completely out of control. Her palms were already sweaty, and her cheeks were hot.

In fact, Stephanie didn't need Charlotte to help her into the room, but she didn't want to make too much of a spectacle of herself, and since she was suspicious, she didn't want to alarm the snake.

Stephanie sat on the bed and waved a hand at Charlotte, "You go back. Bring my greetings to Cecelia."

As soon as Charlotte left, she would immediately start to investigate. It was so right to see Charlotte today. She had a vague feeling that the truth was coming out.

Stephanie was about to lie down when she saw that Charlotte didn't mean to leave, and she looked at Charlotte suspiciously.

Only to see Charlotte in front of her open her handbag, take out a pair of white gloves and put them on.

Stephanie felt odd in her heart, but didn't think much of it.

She pulled up the covers and moved her body down, pretending to get under the covers.

However, the next moment, her jaw was suddenly firmly captured by Charlotte, and a small bottle of liquid was fed into her throat before she could say a word. Colorless, tasteless, and no temperature. She looked at Charlotte in fear.

Charlotte calmly put the vial back in her handbag and dusted off her gloved hands.

"What did you feed me?!" Stephanie was shocked, and a bad feeling came straight up in her heart.

She fell hard, her body was numb, her face was pressed against the cold marble floor, and she could barely move.

Charlotte, on the other hand, took a few steps back, perfectly avoiding Stephanie.

"Don't bother, you can't touch me, and you know why I'm wearing gloves? I won't have my fingerprints on you as you struggle."

"You … you really are a fake one …” Stephanie tried to reach for her phone, "It's her! Not you!" At this moment she completely understood, no need to check, Charlotte was not a Heath. And the real one, it must be Joyce.

She saw through it, and that's why Charlotte wanted to kill her.

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