Chapter 198

Mufron, night.

Luther was meeting with Professor Williams and it was going well.

After the meeting, Professor Williams extended a friendly hand to

Luther, "Mr. Luther, this is a great conception and design, and your wife

is really talented. She solved a lot of practical problems. I am very

much looking forward to the next time we meet and I hope she will

come with you. I am curious what kind of woman she must be to have

such extraordinary wisdom."

"Good. Thank you for your appreciation.” Luther shook his hand.

"You are so fortunate. You have such a beautiful and intelligent wife. I

am truly jealous." Wilson smiled, “I will open up the Mufron market for

you, your wife has a great future ahead of her, and I will put her on top

of the glorious pyramid in the industry. Please rest assured. I look

forward to our next meeting."

“Definitely.” Luther was in a happy mood.

R&S Group had always focused on talent, and there was no way he

would let go of a talent like Joyce.

Listening to Professor Williams praise Joyce, he couldn't help but feel

happy. It was like someone praising his wife, which made him really

proud of her. At this moment, he seemed to have completely forgotten

that he and Joyce were only nominally married.

Casey stood aside. The fact that Joyce had been praised by Professor

Williams was undoubtedly the highest honor. It was not in vain that he

had insisted that the boss come overnight tonight to visit Professor

Williams.

“I heard that you are going to catch a plane back home soon and can't

wait to see your beautiful wife? Well, a brief separation from time to

time actually adds more fuel to your love. Hahahaha." Professor

Williams laughed freely.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across his handsome face. He did

want to go home badly. A few days without seeing Joyce had made him

very much impatient.

“Thanks for understanding, Professor, and thank you for meeting us

tonight. Bye!" Luther bid farewell to Professor Williams.

Casey and Luther left together in a business car and headed straight to

a private airport on the outskirts of the town.

Luther's back slumped against the back of his chair, his whole body

relaxed and his eyes closed. Tonight he could sleep overnight on the

plane, and he would get to the country in the morning, and by the time

it's evening in the country, he'll be home.

At this time, his newly replaced cell phone suddenly rang. The urgent

rhythms of the new ring tone made him panic and uncomfortable.

His narrow eyes cracked open a slit and glanced at the screen. When

he saw that it was Joyce calling, his dark eyes widened abruptly and he

picked up the phone almost instantly while pressing the answer button.

God knows how long he waited for her call and how anxious he was.

"Hey, Joyce, what's wrong with you? I'm telling you, Joyce, you're dead

when I get back!" After answering the phone, Luther couldn't stand it

and was furious.

"Hey, why don't you say something!"

On the other end of the line, Karl was silent for a moment, waiting for

Luther to finish before saying, "Hello."

He heard a man's voice on the phone.

Luther at first froze, and then anger and jealousy surged in his heart

uncontrollably.

"Who are you and why do you have Joyce's phone? Is she with you

now?" He questioned through gritted teeth.