NovelEnglishTwins Cafe.
Joyce arrived first. She sat on the second floor, ordered two cold brew lattes and sat by the window waiting for Juanita.
A few moments later, she saw Juanita pull up downstairs in her Porsche, and then she grabbed her brown briefcase, stormed out of
the car and jogged into the cafe.
Joyce smiled. No matter how long it had been, Juanita still looked so cute when she always dashed everywhere.
Juanita rushed into the box, panting, "Sorry I'm late."
She put her briefcase on the couch across from Joyce and sat down, "Went out and took a few calls. They just kept talking, and the
nonsense was annoying as hell."
"You are now so busy, and you are also the president of the charity commission. It's only right to be a little busy."
Joyce laughed.
"Don't make fun of me! | am not as smart as you are. Work is just fun for you, but for me, it is torture. Err!" Juanita waved her hand
and complained.
"Why are you free today and you even callout?" Taking a sip of coffee, Juanita praised, "Wow, the cold brew coffee tastes so
good."
"Luther went to see Karl, so | cout to look around." Joyce didn't beat around the bush and asked, "How did the two of them get
involved, Juanita? You're living with Karl now. Do you know why?"
"Luther? Karl? The two of them meeting privately? We haven't been in touch with each other since we left Khebury. Strange."
Juanita scratched her short hair, amazed.
Joyce teased, "Look at you. You don't even know what your pillow partner is doing every day. You're too careless for that."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"No, what pillow partner? We don’t sleep in the sroom, okay?" Juanita could not withstand the teasing and her face
immediately turned red.
"Living with a handsman for so long and you haven't even got it? That's so unlike you." Joyce continued to snicker.
"Not really, we have ..." Juanita said, and suddenly she realized that she was being wound up by Joyce. She blushed even more and
said with a huff, "You just know how to tease me. | am not going to answer your question anymore! Humph!"
"Don't be angry. Don't be angry. Just kidding." Joyce's mood suddenly got better after days of depression.
Sure enough Juanita always made her happy, and their friendship was the best spice in life.
"Wait a minute. | remember something, Joyce. It's most likely because of the case of Ms. Armstrong!" Juanita slapped her head and
had an epiphany.
"Ms. Armstrong? Which Ms. Armstrong?" wondered Joyce.
At this question, Juanita cautiously watched Joyce's face, "You don't know?"
"What am | supposed to know?" Joyce was even more puzzled.
"Karl didn't tell you?"
Joyce shakes her head.
It was Juanita's turn to be surprised.
"How come? Obviously he toldnot to tell you yet, and he said that he would investigate further and then tell you personally."
Joyce frowned, still shaking her head.
"Ms. Armstrong? The only Ms. Armstrong | know is from the Khebury Orphanage ..."
Juanita interrupted.
"Yes, that's her. She died, inside the reservoir near the venue of the charity party. It took a few days for the body to float
downstream to the shallows before it was found by a scavenger, and | went to claim the body and notify the Khebury Orphanage.”
Juanita's words were like a thunderbolt to Joyce.
"What?!" Joyce was stunned, she had seen Ms. Armstrong at the charity party, and because she was wearing a mask to conceal her
identity, she couldn't go up and greet her.
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