Female Novel
Chapter 798
"Aaaah! Oh my God, blood!" The people around him were also shocked and shouted.
The girl was so shocked that her eyes were wide open. She just could not believe her eyes. The
younger Mr. Walsh's hand was hit by a fork. Was someone helping her out?
The girl hurriedly got up from the ground and hid far away. She was shivering with fear, and she just
wanted to leave the party immediately.novelbin
The younger Mr. Walsh gripped his wrist. He was so afraid that his legs went limp and he fell directly to
the ground.
“Blood! Blood! Ah! Why is my right hand so numb? God, I can’t lose my hand!” He grunted.
The older Mr. Walsh rushed over from the side at this time. He held his brother's shoulders and asked,
"What's wrong? What happened? What's wrong with your hand?"
He turned his head to look around and bellowed, "Who did this? Who did this? Why are you hiding after
you did such a thing?"
"Damn it! Turn off the music!!!" The older Mr. Walsh yelled hysterically.
The music on the dance floor was finally turned off, and the sudden silence seemed to shroud the
entire hall.
The people around them have all taken a few steps back.
After all, no one wanted to get involved in such a bad luck and get suspected.
The old Mr. Walsh looked at the terrifying palm of his brother. He was so angry that his face was
twisted. Maybe all the tendons and veins were broken in his hand. He had no idea if his brother would
still be able to use his hand freely in the future. He hastily picked up his phone and called for an
ambulance.
"Hey, a fork cut through my brother’s hand, and we are on the 3rd floor at the International Exhibition
Center. Get here as fast as you can!!! Quickly!!!" Mr. Walsh yelled into the phone.
The venue staff also rushed to help, but no one dared to move his hand, and no one dared to pull the
fork off. They feared that once it was pulled off, his blood would gush straight out and could not be
stopped. The hall was in a mess.
Joyce was still standing next to the buffet, and she took advantage of the confusion just now to
sneaked to the dessert area.
She leisurely picked up a cup of mango Oreo and slowly tasted it with a spoon.
In this way, no one should suspect her.
"Miss Knowles, you seem to be having a great time here."
Suddenly, a clear, male voice rang out behind her.
Without turning around, she knew it was Luther.
He's just a ghost, and he's everywhere.
"Why can't I? It tastes great. It's delicious." Joyce did not return her head, and only said coldly.
"With all the chaos in the hall, Miss Knowles is quite calm." Luther paced slowly and walked up to her.
His eyes rested on the plate in her hand, and his eyes flickered slightly.
"Oh, it's not a big deal. The younger Mr. Walsh of the Blue Maple Group just had a little incident.
People like him will get what they deserve sooner or later. Heh." She still looked calm and continued to
eat her mango Oreo.
"As I recall, Miss Knowles said last night that you don't eat beef. Why then, there's quite a lot of beef on
your plate tonight."
Luther's shrewd eyes crossed her stunning face as he pointed out the problem in her speech
yesterday.
Joyce froze. She did say that yesterday. At that time, the table was full of her favorite dishes, and she
deliberately said she didn't eat beef in order to avoid suspicion.
She simply could not imagine that he remembered these details so well. It would be quite hard to deal
with him then.
"Mr. Warner, I actually meant I didn't want to eat beef yesterday. I didn't say I wouldn't eat it. Mr. Warner
got the wrong idea." She quickly thought of something to say and put it off.