Female Novel
Chapter 762
The skin on her cheeks was delicate and soft.
It seemed like it could not be even more real.
The spark that had just been rekindled in Luther's heart was completely put out by a pot of cold water.
How could her face be real? Was he really mistaken?
No, it could not be.
He did not give up but directly tugged the collar of her pajamas, trying to pull it down.
He remembered every detail of her body and would never forget it.
Joyce was directly shocked.novelbin
"What are you doing? I'm warning you, if you put your hands on me again, I'm going to call the police."
She tightened her grip on her collar, never letting him do that.
She had changed her face, but she had a birthmark on the front of her body. If he saw it, he would
know everything immediately.
She did not expect that he would get so crazy and do such a thing.
After four years, just why was he still looking for her? The shares of the group should have been
returned to him, and she remembered signing the agreement with Mr. Baldwin. Why would he just have
to find her, a gold-digging heartthrob?
More women were coming forward to marry him.
He forgot all the good memories of their relationship and remembered only the worst. Until the end, he
was so sure that she was the one who pushed Charlotte down the stairs.
She did not want to get hurt any more.
"Call the police?" He snorted, his tone arrogant and domineering, "Who cares what I'm going to do. Say
it! Who the hell are you?"
"Mr. Warner, you came into my room at night, molested me, and questioned me. May I ask what right
you have to treat me like this? We are not really partners yet! And you are provoking me again and
again. Are you bullying JK Intelligence just because it’s a startup?"
Luther's eyes went dim and did not ask again.
"You better not be lying to me, or I'll try every way to find out what you're up to."
"Oh, Mr. Warner, this is a threat? I'm sorry. Although R&S is the richest company in Pascaylia, we are
not obliged to cooperate with you. If Mr. Warner is just not satisfied with me personally, we have other
designers in our company."
Joyce tightened her grip on the collar in a prohibitive manner, and her voice grew colder and colder.
Luther stared at her firmly, trying to find the slightest hint, but unfortunately there was none.
The two looked at each other for a long time, as if a duel of the century.
Neither of them would stand down.
She glared at him with fury, and there were even flames in her cold, sharp eyes. However, she thought
she looked even more beautiful that way.
Luther was in a trance for a moment, and he looked away. Once upon a time, the only woman who
could look at him like that was Joyce.
When she noticed he had been distracted, Joyce quickly threw him off with force.
Luther was caught off guard and stumbled backwards. His chest hit the foyer heavily and he
immediately felt a sharp pain. He once had a serious injury in his chest, and although it was healed, it
left dreadful sequela.
After the violent impact, his handsome face turned so pale instantly. He gritted his teeth to endure the
pain, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
Joyce just wanted to stop him from offending her any longer. Her special mask was just as delicate and
soft as real skin, and he would not find anything if he just touched it a few times. However, if he pulled it
hard, it was still likely that the part behind her ears would be peel off.
Unexpectedly, she pushed him too hard.