Chapter 146

Shelly turned toward Charlotte and said smugly, "Joyce is done this

time. Just wait and see what happens.”

Charlotte looked at Shelly suspiciously. She could not know Shelly

better. A brainless daughter from a wealthy family. How could she do

anything great? She better not be a failure. However, when she looked

at Shelly's confident look, she had a few expectations.

Casey opens Joyce's desk.

He went through each drawer carefully. Except for some personal

items, most of them were just documents and folders. There was a

suspicious folder indeed, and a black suspicious cloth bag.

He opened the folder and his face changed as he flipped through it.

Then he opened the black cloth bag, his eyes darkened, his face more

gloomy.

Casey picked up the two items and returned to the conference room,

where Shelly followed up with Charlotte.

Casey placed the folder and black cloth bag on the conference table

and asked, "Luther, please check it. Do you need everyone else to step

back?" At this moment, he still hoped that the president and his wife

could close the door and solve the matter by themselves. After all, so

many outsiders were present.

“No need.” In reply to Casey, it was Joyce.

Why should she be afraid if she had done nothing? What difference

would it make even if there were more people? Her bright eyes

narrowed. This folder obviously did not belong to her. When was it put

on her desk? And she did not even know?

It seemed that there was indeed someone last night.

Luther opened the folder and removed the files inside.

As he looked through it, his handsome eyebrows tangled deeply, he put

the document down on the table and looked at Joyce indifferently, “How

do you explain it?"

Joyce walked up and picked up the file and looked through it. It was

also the first time she had read it.

Surprisingly, the Ballard group had a partnership agreement with her,

with astronomical payments and promises of copyright, patent rights,

etc.

She laughed and threw the document casually on the conference table,

"With this kind of ability and such a high reward, who would leave such

documents on their own desks? Waiting to be discovered at any time?"

She glanced at Luther with a disdainful look, "You think I have such a

low 1Q?"

Luther didn't look up as he opened the black cloth bag, his eyes then

flinched.

He got the things in the bag out. It was six thick stacks of cash, a total

of 300,000.

He spoke coldly, “The money, and what do you have to say?"

At this moment, Joyce smiled. The stunningly bright smile of the

moment was just as bright as the flowers of hell.

Although Casey did not know much about Joyce, at this moment he

could also feel the powerful aura emanating from Joyce's body. She

was angry and he could practically feel her silent anger.

Just like you actually had no tears when you were sad to an extreme.

It was just normal Joyce did not have any expression when she was

angry to the extreme.

Joyce took a step forward. She took six stacks of money from the bag

and tossed five of them on the conference table.

Unsealing the last stack of money, she walked leisurely over to Luther.

Joyce gently raised her hand, and all the five hundred dollar bills were

flung into the air, some smashing down on his handsome face, some

slowly floating down to the ground.

"Here's the 300,000 I owed you. And I owe you no more!”