Female Novel
Chapter 919
Joyce took a deep breath and quickly got back to work.
She must continue the meeting that was not finished before.
The meeting went on until about noon.
In addition to communicating ideas and presenting designs, they also divided the workload, and then
each of them could work on their own part efficiently.
After all the ups and downs throughout the morning, and the long meeting…
Joyce was feeling a little tired.
She sat on top of the chair in her office, swiveled over and looked out the window at the magnificent
mountain view, and felt much more relaxed.
"Knock, knock." Someone knocked on the door twice.
Kane walked right in.
"Sister, they've all gone to the canteen for lunch. I'll go buy you something else to eat, okay? What donovelbin
you want to eat? Beef? Cod?"
"No need. You go ahead and have lunch, and I'll rest for a while. Later I'll go to the canteen to eat by
myself." Joyce waved her hand. She needed a quiet moment after using her brain too much in the
morning.
"Okay, Sister, I'll go first then."
Kane knew Joyce and knew that she needed to empty her mind right now.
Joyce closed her eyes for a moment.
Not long after, suddenly the knocking sounded again, and the door was opened directly.
Although Joyce's eyes were closed, facing the mountain outside the glass window.
However, she smelled the refreshing fragrance of rice.
Strange. Didn't she just tell Kane that he didn't need to buy food for her? How came Kane still returned
with rice?
She turned her swivel chair back around and opened her beautiful eyes, "Kane, I'm not ..."
Halfway through the sentence, she suddenly stopped.
Surprisingly, it was Luther's abominably handsome face in front of her. He was so handsome that she
wanted to give him a punch.
He bent down, and his handsome face was just a foot away from hers.
She was startled, and out of instinct, her legs threw the swivel chair back.
Luther, however, held the swivel chair firmly in place, preventing her from sliding back.
He then put the stack of packing boxes in his hands down on her desk.
"Miss Knowles, it's time for lunch."
After that, he straightened up and unpacked the packing boxes one by one.
"There's a restaurant across the street that makes authentic, delicious food. I've chosen a few
signature dishes for you to try."
Joyce looked at the dishes all over the desk. He called them “a few”? It was obviously a lot, okay? And,
when he said the dishes tasted authentic, she was afraid he meant, they were very authentic Khebury
dishes.
Of course, she couldn't show that she knew they were Khebury dishes.
"Mr. Warner, that's too much. I can’t possibly have them all." She frowned.
Luther handed her chopsticks, "I haven't eaten either, so let's eat together. You can also ask Kane to
come and eat with you."
Joyce rolled her eyes. Could she possibly call Kane over? Did he want to exasperate Kane?
Kane would be willing to eat the food he brought over? She was afraid that Kane would have enough
when he saw how attentive this Mr. Warner was around her.
She stared at him speechlessly.
Since he had got the dishes ready, it's not good to waste them.
She picked up her chopsticks and began eating.
Luther pulled over a stool and sat across from her desk, and after a few random bites, he simply stared
at her.
Joyce was so impatient that she said, "Mr. Warner, you have got nothing better to do? Are you just that
free? You can go take care of your own business if you are done, OK?"
Luther shrugged elegantly, his handsome face showing a charming smile, "I am very free. You have
been taking care of all my business. All I have to do is pay."
When he said that, he simply propped one hand on his jaw and kept staring at her.
She could not help but frown, and she felt speechless.
That was quite a remark from the richest man in the country.