Enchanted By His Charm



Irish's phone rang.

She got it through and found that it was from Jay.

Joseph looked at her back quietly, and then he heard her scream.

Joseph also looked at her.

After the call, she was in a daze for seconds, and then Joseph called her name, "Irish?"

Irish turned around and looked at him, saying slowly, "Jay told me on the call that they found a body. There was William's fingerprint on the knife. The dead's appearance is just the same as that described like Roy. In addition, someone provided a video in which William showed up in the Runestone Group...."

Everyone was startled.

After a great while, Joseph said, "So you mean…"

"The police have evidence to believe that William killed Ruby and Roy. An order for arrest has been issued."

Joseph fell into a daze, but soon he felt ached. Irish was silent too. However, they doubted William all the time when it finally became the truth and the evidence was found. She felt sad.

The greatest pain came from the family's betrayal.

"So, what's the situation now?" Joseph asked coldly.

Irish took a deep breath, "Jay said that William had been arrested, and now he is being questioned. Jay had an investigation on William's books before. He thought that there was a direct relationship between my father's death and William."

****

Roy finally appeared in front of Cassie.

All her desperation, panic, and loss turned to crying and complaints.

Cassie cried so badly. She expressed her pains madly and crazily regardless of anything. And then she became angry and just vented her anger to Roy.

Roy stood there motionlessly. He just let her hit him, and the only thing he could do was hold her tightly.

"Where did you go?" Cassie was really tired now, and finally, she just lay on Roy's bosom and asked sorrowfully.

Roy was afraid that her great emotional change would hurt her child, so he just embraced her into the living room. After they were seated on the sofa, he explained to her, "The one who died in the car was not me. I kept living in Joseph's house during this period."

Cassie stared at him with tears in her eyes.

Roy approached her and asked softly, "Do you calm down now?"

Cassie nodded lightly.

Seeing the situation, Roy told her what had happened when he was absent.

One day when Joseph came back after sending Irish to work, he found a box at the door. It read, "Joseph, please open."

Joseph was familiar with this handwriting.

Joseph didn't drive the car into the garage but just stood at the door for a great while. He looked at himself reflected on the box, at this time, a strong ray of sunshine swept over. It stung him.

He kept waiting, waiting for his next action.

It seemed that this man was familiar with his whereabouts; otherwise, how did he know that he would come back after sending Irish to work? Joseph thought.

Joseph frowned and picked up the box into the room, putting it back in his study.

The computer screen showed the transaction of the Runestone Group's shares. Lines and numbers mixed with each other.

He stared at the box, and then after a great while, he opened it up slowly.

There was a big brown paper envelope inside it. It was heavy.

Joseph took it out and then opened the envelope. It was not a piece of paper within it but a thick file of photos.

He felt strange and then picked one out of them.

As he saw that, he stood up suddenly.

In the next second, he poured all the photos into the envelope. Soon those colorful photos filled his eyes. He felt startled, and then he was in a fury.

His phone suddenly rang. The time was controlled by that man so well. 

Joseph took a glance at his phone. It was a strange number.

He blinked and then picked it up.

The voice on the call was processed, fierce, and cold, and even with an air of irony, "Mr. Dover, your wife's figure was so unforgettable..."

The table was full of photos.

And there was only one main character in the photo.

The little girl in the photo is huddled up with clear and obvious scars. Ropes bound her little arms, and even her ankle was injured. Each photo was taken from different angles. The only unchangeable things were the little girl's dumb fishy eyes and bloody body.

Each photo was just like a knife stabbing Joseph's heart, and then it turned over, hurting his heart over and over again.

He could only feel pain.

He was furious and shocked, and he even had an impulse to kill someone.

"Who are you?" Joseph asked, gritting his teeth.

He clenched his hands, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were obvious. His eyes were so cold, and there seemed to be ice on his handsome face.

There was laughing from the phone, "Who am I? I don't know that since it was a long time ago. Thanks to your family. I now live as a ghost. You can just regard me as someone you owe."

"What do you want from me?" Joseph clenched his fingers tightly.

"A life." The man said coldly.

Joseph blinked lightly.

"Did you see the photo?" The man sneered, "If my memory serves right, the girl in the photo is your wife, Irish. Just a four-year-old girl was so beautiful. Oh, you knew it, right? White and fresh skin..."

"Stop!" Joseph shouted coldly.

"I was complimenting your wife." The man was not afraid at all, "She has been beautiful since she was only four. What a pity! I can't enjoy her beauty now. Joseph, you are so lucky."

Joseph stared at the bloody body in the photo. He felt heartbreaking and even hard to breathe. He asked word by word, "You raped her?"

"You are flattering me. I was not so lucky. I just took some photos silently. Someone liked this. What should be blamed was that your wife was too lovely and cute." The man laughed badly, "Among so many children, your wife was the loveliest one. Her body was so charming for that man who raped her. He just praised your wife as he was fucking her."