Female Novel
Chapter 310
On the other side, after Luther hung up the phone.
"Bang", he threw the phone on the table, feeling nothing but unbearable annoyance.
"Joyce? Joyce?" He called out twice, however, no one answered him in the living room.
He turned his head, but found that Joyce had, at some point, left the living room.
At that moment, his cell phone rang again. He thought it was Charlotte calling again, and with a black
face, he simply rejected the call.
The annoyance he felt at the moment was beyond belief, and there was no place he could vent the
nameless fire. He braced his forehead, closed his eyes for a moment, inhaled deeply, and let himself
calm down.
The call came again, and this time Luther opened his eyes and cast a glance at it and noticed that it
was Aaron calling.
He picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.
"President, you didn't answer your phone earlier."
Luther then realized that the call he had just rejected was also from Aaron.
"What is it?" He asked.
"President, I got a new cell phone for Ma’am. I will send it to you later.”
“Also, Sergeant Gregory just called me and said they found Joyce's missing pistol in Hill Benjamin and
asked me to pick it up tonight.”
“I will send the pistol along to you tomorrow. Also, about the diamonds, which can be collected
tomorrow morning after the police station has completed the formalities.”
“What do you think about the diamonds?”
“Since the $500 million worth of diamonds were purchased temporarily at the time, do you see the
need to sell them all?" Aaron asked for instructions.
"No need. The diamonds can be deposited directly into the Warner family's vip vault at the bank."
Luther instructed in a deep voice.
"Good. I'll get right on it." Aaron just answered.
"Wait." Luther interrupted Aaron as if something suddenly occurred to him.
"Instead of depositing them in the safe, give them all directly to the Winston jewelry design house and
have them use the diamonds to design a complete set of custom dinner jewelry." After the order was
given, Luther was clearly in a better mood.
"…" At the other end of the phone, Aaron was completely speechless. Five hundred million worth of
diamonds, only for a set of jewelry? How generous this must be? This set of jewelry, was he going to
give them to Joyce?
"Yes, President," Half-heartedly, Aaron finally responded, "Is there anything else you need?"
"No, that’s it." Luther said and hung up the phone.
He got up, walked to the living room and went back up to the second floor.
He gently pushed open the door to Joyce's room and was going to ask Joyce more details about thenovelbin
kidnappers. The more specific the better. He was going to give all the information he could gather to his
own shadowy channels to thoroughly investigate who was behind all this.
To his surprise, when he walked into the room…
Only to find that Joyce had fallen asleep.
She curled up like a baby, her long, washed hair half-dried and scattered on the clean white pillow, like
a beautiful ink painting spreading out.
When he saw her honey-like, crystal skin, he could not help but gulp a few times.
The long eyelashes, which cast down shadows like two little fans, trembled gently, and the sexy lips
were hooked in a satisfying arc.
It looked like she slept really well.
Luther laughed lowly. These two days she had hardly closed her eyes, and even if she had taken a nap
in the car, it was only better than nothing. At this moment she must be extremely tired and weary.
He did not disturb her again. She might sleep for a really long time, he thought.
So, he closed the curtains for her.
Turning around, he saw her kicking off the covers restlessly.
He shook his head in amusement, walked up and helped her to cover up the blanket. Then he gently
walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.
This time, Joyce felt like she had had an extremely long sleep.
Before going to bed, the sky was bright. When she woke up, however, the sky was still bright.
She had slept too long, was a little dizzy, and wondered how long she had actually slept.
Strange, it felt like she had slept for a long time, but why was it so bright outside? Was it still afternoon?