Chapter 147

Joyce picked up the remaining five stacks of money and tossed them

into the air with force.

"Wow."

Inside the office, there was a commotion. There were all 500 bills

fluttering in the air just like snowflakes. Silent and still, the scene

shocked the crowd.

In fact, it was Joyce's own money. She had not found Justin. In the end,

she had to go to the hospital and asked for a refund. Paying the cost of

hospitalization and examination, as well as compensation for the loss of

the hospital's pre-prepared surgical materials, she still got 800,000

back. She took the 300,000 out in cash and deposited the rest in her

own account.

The $300,000, which she kept in her office, was meant to be returned

to Luther sometime.

Since it was exposed today, she could simply give it back to him.

It was not bad actually, since from now on, she didn’t owe him any

money.

Her icy eyes lingering on Luther for a moment, she said clearly, word by

word, "By four o'clock this afternoon. Still in this conference room. If I

cannot prove my innocence, I will immediately resign and never return

to the group. The copyright is yours for free, and I will bear all the

consequences and compensation.”

After saying that, she turned around spontaneously and was just about

to leave.

Luther suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. The look of

determination in her eyes made his heart hollow as if he felt afraid for

no reason.

“You can explain it to me alone and I'll listen.” He was afraid that once

she left, she would really never return to the group.

Even if she really had some private dealings with Christian, he did not

want her to leave the group in his heart. He suddenly regretted that he

shouldn't have investigated this matter thoroughly in public just now.

"No need." Joyce shrugged him off coldly. Leaving the conference room

without looking back.

“I'l go with you." Juanita hurriedly caught up with Joyce, although she

didn't know what evidence Joyce was going to need. But she believed

unconditionally that Joyce was innocent.

She held Joyce's hand and looked at Joyce with trust in her eyes.

Joyce looked at Juanita gratefully and nodded her head as she took

Juanita's hand in hers firmly, "Okay, let's go." At least, there were

friends who could believe her.

Luther stood up and was about to go after them.

Shelly hurriedly stopped him, softly, "Brother, she is a complete liar, you

should not trust her anymore. I got a video of her with Christian. How

could she even defend herself? Don't worry, she can't find any

evidence. At four o'clock in the afternoon, just wait for her to leave

automatically.”

“You're so sure she can't find evidence? Shelly, you're not doing

something unseemly behind my back?" Luther looked at Shelly

suspiciously.

"How can that be?!" Shelly yelled up, and then lowered her head. She

knew that she had lost her tongue and dared not to say anything more

for fear.

Casey stepped in at this point to ease the situation, "Everyone just gets

back to work. I'll handle this."

The other colleagues left the conference room indignantly, not believing

Joyce would do something like this.

"Go and look into it. Especially the security guard who was on duty last

night. And then have someone ask around at the Ballard group. Be

here at 4:00 p.m. sharp.” Luther instructed Casey.

“Yes, Luther," Casey returned respectfully.

At that, Casey bent down and started picking up the money that was

left all over the floor and everywhere. He bemoaned the fact that as a

special assistant, he naturally had to share the president's worries. In

order not to expand the impact of this thing, he had to do all the things

himself.