Chapter 310

On the other side, after Luther hung up the phone.

"Bang", he threw the phone on the table, feeling nothing but unbearable

annoyance.

"Joyce? Joyce?" He called out twice, however, no one answered him in

the living room.

He turned his head, but found that Joyce had, at some point, left the

living room.

At that moment, his cell phone rang again. He thought it was Charlotte

calling again, and with a black face, he simply rejected the call.

The annoyance he felt at the moment was beyond belief, and there was

no place he could vent the nameless fire. He braced his forehead,

closed his eyes for a moment, inhaled deeply, and let himself calm

down.

The call came again, and this time Luther opened his eyes and cast a

glance at it and noticed that it was Aaron calling.

He picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"President, you didn't answer your phone earlier."

Luther then realized that the call he had just rejected was also from

Aaron.

"What is it?" He asked.

"President, I got a new cell phone for Ma'am. I will send it to you later.”

“Also, Sergeant Gregory just called me and said they found Joyce's

missing pistol in Hill Benjamin and asked me to pick it up tonight.”

“I will send the pistol along to you tomorrow. Also, about the diamonds,

which can be collected tomorrow morning after the police station has

completed the formalities.”

“What do you think about the diamonds?”

“Since the $500 million worth of diamonds were purchased temporarily

at the time, do you see the need to sell them all?" Aaron asked for

instructions.

"No need. The diamonds can be deposited directly into the Warner

family's vip vault at the bank.” Luther instructed in a deep voice.

"Good. I'll get right on it." Aaron just answered.

"Wait." Luther interrupted Aaron as if something suddenly occurred to

him.

“Instead of depositing them in the safe, give them all directly to the

Winston jewelry design house and have them use the diamonds to

design a complete set of custom dinner jewelry.” After the order was

given, Luther was clearly in a better mood.

"..." At the other end of the phone, Aaron was completely speechless.

Five hundred million worth of diamonds, only for a set of jewelry? How

generous this must be? This set of jewelry, was he going to give them

to Joyce?

"Yes, President," Half-heartedly, Aaron finally responded, "Is there

anything else you need?"

“No, that’s it." Luther said and hung up the phone.

He got up, walked to the living room and went back up to the second

floor.

He gently pushed open the door to Joyce's room and was going to ask

Joyce more details about the kidnappers. The more specific the better.

He was going to give all the information he could gather to his own

shadowy channels to thoroughly investigate who was behind all this.

To his surprise, when he walked into the room...

Only to find that Joyce had fallen asleep.

She curled up like a baby, her long, washed hair half-dried and

scattered on the clean white pillow, like a beautiful ink painting

spreading out.

When he saw her honey-like, crystal skin, he could not help but gulp a

few times.

The long eyelashes, which cast down shadows like two little fans,

trembled gently, and the sexy lips were hooked in a satisfying arc.

It looked like she slept really well.

Luther laughed lowly. These two days she had hardly closed her eyes,

and even if she had taken a nap in the car, it was only better than

nothing. At this moment she must be extremely tired and weary.

He did not disturb her again. She might sleep for a really long time, he

thought.

So, he closed the curtains for her.

Turning around, he saw her kicking off the covers restlessly.

He shook his head in amusement, walked up and helped her to cover

up the blanket. Then he gently walked out of the room and closed the

door behind him.

This time, Joyce felt like she had had an extremely long sleep.

Before going to bed, the sky was bright. When she woke up, however,

the sky was still bright.

She had slept too long, was a little dizzy, and wondered how long she

had actually slept.

Strange, it felt like she had slept for a long time, but why was it so

bright outside? Was it still afternoon?