Chapter 348

After dinner, Joyce's cell phone suddenly gave a "Ding".

She picked it up and glanced at it, it was a message from Luther.

"What's going on with Charlotte kneeling?"

Joyce frowned and returned three words, "I don't know."

In a moment, Luther returned the message, "Understood."

Joyce could not help but frown again. What was that? Even she didn't

know what happened, and what did he know?

She put down her phone.

She didn’t want to explain because she thought there was nothing to

explain.

After thinking about it, she picked up her phone again and edited a

message, "Working overnight tonight."

She mused that instead of waiting for him to find her, she should take

the initiative and tell him that she would not be coming home tonight.

This time, he didn't return the message.

Joyce stood up, gathered the dishes in front of her, put them in the

designated recycling bin, and said to Juanita, "You go home first, I want

to finish the work that had piled up a while ago."

Juanita said heartily, "Why do you make yourself so tired, after a series

of events, you have not rested properly.”

“I'm some inspiration today. Don't want to miss it.” Joyce smiled.

Indeed she suddenly got inspired when she was designing the

appearance this afternoon.

"Well, you have got all the talent, and you are so hardworking. I can't

say the same for myself." Juanita picked up her bag, "I'm going to leave

now, don't stay up too late."

"Got it. Don't act like an old mother, just go." Joyce laughed and

pushed Juanita away.

"Right." Juanita took two steps out and got back, "I'll keep an eye on

the Charlotte thing online for you and make some posts by the way. I'll

let you know as soon as there's something going on."

"Uh-huh." Joyce sent Juanita away and returned to her office alone.

She turned on the computer, opened up the painting board, and

continued to concentrate on the design.

Once she started working, she was fully engaged and could not stop. It

was already dark outside, and she didn't even know the time.

Finally, she felt like she had been sitting for too long, her back was stiff

and she could barely move her arms, and she stood up to stretch a bit.

It was then that she noticed that there was a man sitting in the half-lit

light.

She was startled, and only when she saw it was Luther did she

whisper, "When did you get in? And without saying anything.”

Luther had been there actually for a while.

Originally, he thought Joyce was lying when she said that she had to

work overnight and that it was actually because of what happened in

the morning and she was deliberately avoiding him. So instead of

returning the message, he finished the work at hand and went straight

to the 12th floor to see what she was actually doing.

He didn't expect to see her so seriously engaged in her drawing.

She was so preoccupied that she didn't even notice that there was

someone next to her. Her hair fell behind her ears, and her slender

fingers kept sliding on the painting board. Under the light, her side face,

with all the delicate features and long eyelashes, looked just so

beautiful.

The seriousness of the look made his heart grow even more nervous.

"What time is it?" Joyce looked around to check the time.

"It's almost midnight.” Luther finished and took out a thermos from

behind him, "Want to eat something? I bring some soup."

"Oh."

Joyce was really hungry, she took the white thermos from him, opened

it and took a few sips. The temperature was just right, not too cold nor

too hot. She glanced at Luther and saw that he kept staring at her, she

hurriedly looked away.

It felt just strange.