Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 896

In fifteen minutes, they would get her fingerprint data.

She could put a mask on her face, but her fingerprints could not be changed.

So, whether he gave her ten minutes or not, it was actually the same. Fifteen minutes later, she would have nothing to hide in front of him.

The difference was that she admitted it herself or he found it out.

Joyce sighed softly. It was too hard to hide it from Karl.

She lowered her head slightly, reached behind her ear, and carefully, took off her mask.

She revealed the original stunning face in front of him.

When she looked up, she smiled slightly, "Mr. Gregory, it's been a long time. Oh, no, it's now Commissioner Gregory."

Karl originally supported himself on the edge of the desk with both hands, and when he saw her real face, he shuddered hard, his five fingers closing, and his knuckles showing. His grip on the edge of the desk tightened.

The next moment, he suddenly rushed forward, pulled her up from the sofa and embraced her in his arms.

Just like, four years ago, when she left him behind, she gave him a final hug.

A hug between friends.

His ten fingers gripped her shoulders tightly and couldn't stop trembling. Even his voice was trembling, "It's really you, it's really you. Joyce, great, you're still alive. I thought … I thought I'd never see you again ..."

Joyce gently patted his back and softly reassured him, "Well, I'm still alive. It's good that you're alive, too."

In the office, the warm sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, lighting up everything around them inch by inch. Their embracing figures, bathed in the golden sunlight, felt like a peaceful dream.

"Bang".

The door of Karl's office room was suddenly opened.

The beautiful and warm scene was suddenly broken.

Joyce did not have a mask on her face, and she hurriedly turned her face away, not wanting to be seen.

The person who came in was Raya, Karl's subordinate.

Raya just came in to deliver some materials to Karl, but he didn't expect to see ... Commissioner Gregory hugging the suspect… He was stunned on the spot. What the hell was going on? Did he go to the wrong office?!

The woman inside the office was indeed the suspect, and he personally brought her in.

Commissioner Gregory and a suspect? They could not just meet and fall in love? That would be ridiculous!

"Leave your stuff by the door and get out." Karl said coldly.

He wanted Raya out because Joyce was not wearing her mask, and now, she looked completely different from when she just came in, and he did not want to be known.

He was a little angry, inclined his head, and smiled bitterly, "In the end, you still don't have me in your heart. To you, I'm just an outsider."

"I ..." she lowered her head, not knowing how to answer his words.

"Never mind. Let's not talk about that." Karl took a deep breath to calm himself down.

In any case, she was still alive, and it was already the best consolation he could ever beg for.

"By the way, how did you come to the Capital?" said Joyce looking around, "House of Inspection, Special Investigation Unit? Well, it sounds very imposing. This is sort of a privilege agency, right?"

In fact, as the son of a high official in the legal profession, he should have long been high up in the world, and it would be such a waste for him to be just a criminal police officer. Needless to say, such a lofty environment matched him better.

Her eyes then fell on his almost extravagant uniform.

Each button on his navy-blue uniform was shining golden bright light, and the sun above the badge was a symbol of supreme power shone even more brightly in the sunlight.

"Well." Karl introduced, "Special Investigation Unit is indeed privilege agency. It is the only agency that has the authority to investigate the president as well as the inner workings of the military, without the need for a writ, without the need for approval, and without hindrance to investigate anything we want."

"Oh." Joyce was slightly surprised.

He could investigate the military? She froze, "Could it be that you're doing it because ..."

"Yes, it's what you think." Karl simply admitted, "After your disappearance, Ricky's case was transferred to the military, along with the valuable information obtained by the police department. Of course, I had a backup. However, with my ability at that time, I had no right to interfere with the internal affairs of the military, much less bring the mastermind to justice."