NovelStartOutside the window, the cold world was frozen, and a thin foggy layer formed on the glass window.
In the office, the heat was on and only a thin shirt was needed.
His collar was slightly open, revealing a sexy throat. He was half leaning against the wall, arms around the chest, and his long legs
folded. He looked relaxed and charming.
When he saw Joyce walk out, he withdrew his legs and his long body stood up straight, "Finished with the meeting?"
Joyce frowned slightly and glanced at him.
"You have something?" She was speechless, "You don't have anything of your own to do?"
"Yes, it's my business to keep you company." Luther had been quite bold recently.
Joyce couldn't help but roll her eyes.
There was really nothing he can do. After all, this was his place to begin with.
"Want to go out for a cup of coffee together?" Luther asked, "I see you've given your employees the day off, and it's not even time
for lunch yet."
"No need. They have days off now, but | do not." Joyce pushed him away and walked out of the conference room, "Get out of the
way."
Kane also cto the door and gave Luther a stern look to express his displeasure, saying sarcastically, "Mr. Warner, you're too
idle. Don't you even have to work? You just let my sister do it all by herself?"
Luther shrugged, "So, she's working so hard, all the more reason forto comfort her at night. Now I'm staying with her to make
it easier forto take care of her."
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Night! Staying together! They were actually living together!
Luther was clearly provoking him and at the stdeclaring his sovereignty.
Hell, he felt completely marginalized.
He liked Joyce. Once she was so far away from him, and now she was completely out of reach.
Sure enough, people who have loved, once they meet, their hearts will be soft, and once they embrace, they will fall again.
He lost at the beginning.
No more reluctance, but also willingly.
After all, his original intention was just to make Joyce happy.
After Joyce left the conference room, she received a text message.
She opened it and saw that a custom-made special item of hers had been delivered and the delivery man was waiting for her
downstairs to sign for it. Recently, the whole Cloud Bay Tower had been under strict security upgrades, and not even the
deliverymen would be allowed in. The item must be picked up downstairs by herself.
Since she asked Luther for the "Pafna Witness" pistol back, she ordered something for the gun, and she waited a few days for it to
be ready because of the special material.
After waiting for it anxiously for sdays, today it was finally delivered.
She picked up her snowy white lambswool thick jacket and headed straight for the elevator.
When she arrived downstairs and stepped out of the Cloud Bay tower, the chill that greeted her was unexpected.
It was even colder than in the morning.
The cold wind was raging, constantly burrowing through her collar. She just walked out of the warm office, and was surprised by
the frozen air and she coughed a few times.
Had she known, she would have brought a scarf before going downstairs.
The delivery man, wearing a yellow vest with a helmet, cup, "Is that your package? Pay forty-five dollars on arrival."
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