Chapter 369

She was not going to be anyone's plaything.

Besides, Jacqueline and Shelly had always seen her as a thorn in their

side, so why should she keep on being under their thumb?

Faced with Shelly and Jacqueline's aggressive questioning.

Joyce finally reacted.

A moment of silence.

She looked firm, word by word, and said icily, “Don't you all know that

we are falsely married? This is my own child. It has nothing to do with

the Warner family."

Jacqueline was overwhelmed with excitement when she heard that

Joyce had admitted in public that the nail was on the coffin, which was

great.

Shelly even coldly said, "Bitch! How dare you cuckold my brother."

Although Luther already knew in his heart, now when he heard Joyce's

own words, it was as if his heart had just received a heavy punch, and

the dull pain made him unable to speak.

At the moment.

Riveria Haze, on the second floor observation deck.

Christian's enchanting brow furrowed, he shook his head, kept shaking

the champagne in his hand, and sighed.

“You see, I warned her a long time ago to leave Luther, the Warner

family is not a good place and Luther is no good. How good is it to be

with me? She didn't believe me, and look, first Shelly set her up, then

she was wrongly accused of killing Stephanie, and then she was

kidnapped, and now their silly fake marriage was exposed and they all

know she is pregnant and she gave Luther a cuckold. They are just

restless. What's it all just for? It is better to be with me earlier.”

"Heh, you are also a scum.”

Vicki snorted nonchalantly.

"Hey, how can you say that about me? How am I scum?"

Christian yelled in discontent.

"Now it's my turn to save the day, poor Joyce, and wait for me to relieve

you. When the Warner family kicked the poor woman out, and I,

Christian, will just take over." He stood up straight, set aside the

champagne in his hand, and straightened his collar.

He was just about to move.

Vicki still leaned back against the railing, her narrow sharp eyes swept

downstairs, and she lifted her glass of red wine and drank it all.

Coldly, she laughed, "What a pity. It's not your turn. Someone else has

already gone."

"Who?! Who dares to steal the woman from me?" Christian looked

down in the direction Vicki was looking.

Among the crowd.

An elegant figure was separating the heavy crowd and walking towards

Joyce.

When the people saw him, they avoided him and automatically made a

path for him.

At this point, Joyce was being cornered by Jacqueline and Shelly.

"Tell me, whose bastard is it?"

"You are a slut, pregnant with someone else's sinful seed, and you still

dare to stay with the Warner family?"

Luther could not listen any longer and just wanted to get rid of

Jacqueline and Shelly. Anyway, she did not want to make things more

embarrassing in public, and they could talk about everything when they

got back.

However, at this time, a clear voice sounded, like cutting through the

heavy fog of the dark night, bringing a ray of light.

"The child is mine."

Joyce was stunned.

The sound!

Luther was also stunned.

They all looked at the man at the same time.

Wearing a gentle white suit, he looked unworldly elegant. His clean

handsome face, and his crystal-clear gaze were like a beam of light

shot from the sky and lit up the shadow cast by the cloud.

It was, Justin.

“It's my child." Justin smiled, held out his hand to Joyce, and said it

again in front of everyone.