Chapter 465
You Hit My Heart
Joyce spent the night tossing and turning on the couch, struggling to
sleep, and staying up until almost dawn before falling asleep.
When she woke up again, she looked up at the clock in the room. It
was almost eleven o'clock!
She sat up with a jerk, only to realize she was sleeping in her room on
her bed, covered with her own quilt. What the hell? She clearly
remembered that she slept on the couch last night, covered with a
blanket.
Did Luther carry her to bed? And he helped her with the quilt?
She subconsciously looked at her collar. Fortunately, her clothes were
neatly dressed and nothing happened.
She hurriedly got out of bed to wash up; apparently, Luther had left in
the morning.
Damn, she was late for work, and he didn't even wake her up when he
left, knowing that she had to go to work too. This man really made her
speechless.
By the time she arrived at the office at the group's headquarters, it was
past lunchtime.
Juanita came forward and said with concern, "Joyce, why did you come
to work so late today? I packed your lunch for you and have put it in the
break room. I texted you and you didn't answer.â
"Oh, yeah?"
Joyce hurriedly took her phone out of her bag and opened it, "The
phone was on silent, no wonder I didn't hear it."
âIs something wrong? Is it important?" Juanita asked carefully when
she saw that Joyce was in a poor state of mind and a bit disoriented.
âNo, no, I just overslept.â Joyce reluctantly smiled, not wanting to worry
Juanita, "Thank you, I'll go have lunch first."
She came into the lounge and hurriedly ate the lunch Juanita had
packed for her; she hadn't had time to eat breakfast either, and now
she could have the two together.
In the afternoon, she sat muddled in front of her computer, completely
uninterested in her work.
These days, she was in a poor condition with her work.
Finally, she made it through to the end of the day, when she received a
message from Justin reminding her to go to the penthouse box of the
King's Hotel at 7pm tonight, where Garrett wanted to see her.
It was then that she remembered with a start what she had promised
Justin earlier. Hell, it turned out to be tonight.
When she looked down at what she was wearing, a cheap hundred-
dollar t-shirt, and faded white slacks, she couldn't help but frown. This
morning she went out in a hurry and didn't even bother to clean up a
bit.
She looked at the time again, the King's Hotel was not close to the R&S
Group headquarters, and she would not have the time to return to Eden
Apartment in time to change.
Forget it, it didnât matter.
It was not that she actually cared about her appearance. She just
dresses too casually and looked disrespectful to his family. Garrett was
after all Justin's father, who was particularly particular about the
manners, and they had a not-so-pleasant one-sided encounter.
She combed her hair carefully in the lounge and found a black dress
that she had previously kept in the lounge, which was better than the
slacks she was wearing now. She decisively changed into the black
dress, left the group headquarters, and took a taxi to the hotel.
It was right after work hours, with red lights all the way and traffic jams
all around.
It was almost seven o'clock when she arrived.
The King's Hotel was Khebury's new private club with luxurious and
upscale decor, a new favorite of high society.
Joyce arrived to find out that this place also belonged to the Henderson
Group.
Entering the door, the lady at the door greeted Joyce with a strange
look. Well, she looked pretty, but her dress was really shabby ... After
looking at Joyce for a long time, she finally recognized that she was just
Joyce, that scandalous girl who was said to have a story with the son of
the Henderson family Justin.