NovelEnglish"What? Had a fight with Joyce?" Mathew asked tentatively when he saw Luther's face.
Luther leaned back, biting his cigarette between his lips, without speaking.
Felix teased, "I feel you quite like Joyce. Just listen to me, Luther. You are just too arrogant, and you should learn to say snice
words."
Luther annoyedly put out his cigarette, "You feel it wrong, and | don't like her." After saying that, he mentally added that she was
refreshing his perception of her at any moment.
The thought that she had contacted Christian and lied to him put him in an unbearable mood.
"How can | possibly feel it wrong? If you don't like her, what are you doing giving her the gun?" Felix groggily shouted, "You took
the only limited edition of the very best from my family's gun collection. Are you giving it back tonow?"
Luther grimaced as he turned his head, "Would you like a woman who approached you with a purpose?"
"Yes, every woman approachinghas a purpose. | will try to meet their purposes. We are men and we must not count every bit.
Sometimes, we just need to make a little sacrifice." Felix said shamelessly, "Who can say what's right and what's wrong in a
relationship?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Fuck off." Luther just knew that asking these losers wouldn't get him anywhere.
Mathew didn't interrupt before and said at this point, "I heard that you are going to marry Charlotte later. | have always wanted to
know. Are you really just having a temporary, fake marriage?"
Luther's hand was pouring the champagne and he nearly spilled it all over.
He picked up the champagne and drank it down in one go.
"Hmm." He replied in annoyance, unaware that he'd had a few more drinks.
"As a brother, | still want to advise you to think twice, and cherish the person in front of you," Mathew said with a solemn
expression.
"Huh." Luther drank several more glasses in a row and was already slightly drunk, "You've all been bought off by her? She's really
something!"
"You've had too much to drink, stop drinking." Felix stepped forward to snatch the glass from Luther's hand. And he winked at
Mathew, "You take him home."
"Good." Mathew picked Luther up hard and carried him away from Imperiana.
The other side.
R&S Group headquarters.
When the clock was about to point to nine o'clock, Joyce finally finished the final work of the design.
She double-checked the computer again to make sure it was all saved intact.
Then she stood up and began to pack up her things. In the large office, she was the only one working overtime.
Picking up her bag, she walked to the door and casually turned off the light.
She pressed the elevator button.
Just as the elevator door opened, Joyce suddenly saw a dark shadow flashing across the stairwell out of the corner of her eye.
She was startled, and suspicious, and just in case, she reached her hand secretly into her handbag, which contained the pistol
Luther had given her. She approached the stairwell step by step, listening carefully to the movement before opening the
emergency door of the stairwell.
Inside, it was empty and there was no one there.
She was relieved. Was she just being paranoid?
However, Joyce always felt strange in her heart.
She simply inspected the entire building, and finally, she still felt uneasy, and then went back to their desks, opened the computer,
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After finishing up, she turned off the computer once again, turned off the lights, took the elevator, and left the group headquarters.
When Joyce left, the dark shadow that had been waiting in the corner of the utility room flashed out.
It sneaked up on Joyce's desk.
Open Joyce's drawer and put in a stack of stuff.
Then, it opened Joyce's computer again...
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