Chapter 536

Thomas found Charlotte, perhaps to propose a deal or perhaps just to

threaten her.

Anyway, Charlotte, fearing that the matter would be exposed, asked

Ricky to kill her.

This series of events were now all connected up.

Before it was just a guess, but now according to the information

Christian told her, although there was no solid evidence, she was

almost certain that Charlotte was the one who was behind everything.

Charlotte wanted to marry Luther and she was the biggest stumbling

block, so at all costs, she wanted to destroy her completely and drove

her away from Luther. It turned out to be like this after all.

Joyce took a long, long breath.

She and Karl's judgment was right. Although they didn't have deep

feelings for each other, they grew up together in the same orphanage

after all. She didn't expect Charlotte would want to humiliate her so

much.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and

subconsciously she tightened her fists.

Christian was on the sidelines, enjoying Joyce's changing expressions

with interest.

"What, did you think of something? Did my information inspire you?"

"Hmm. Thank you. I finally understand some things."

The information she received from Christian was timely and allowed her

to see Charlotte for who she really was. The usual gentleness,

kindness and generosity were all just her disguises, and she was in

face vicious and ruthless.

Although she did not want to harm anyone, she would not just bear with

it when someone offended her.

She would definitely make Charlotte pay a heavy price for this.

"Hey, don't be silent, how can you thank me?" Christian cheekily

approached her, his wickedly handsome face almost on her cheek,

teasing her, "Or I can just have you. That would be quite enough.”

"Get out.” Joyce was nonchalant, “You've already made your

conditions. In the future, I will try my best to do what you want me to do.

Are you done with the intelligence? You can go now."

"Gee, you're really flip-flopping. You broke my heart by letting me go as

soon as I finished." Christian "tsk" a few times.

"I really have something else to do, so please get out of the way."

Joyce frowned. His tall body blocked the exit of the crevice, and she

could not get out.

"Give me a kiss and I'll get out of the way." Christian began to play

rascal, pointing at his cheek, "Here, give me a kiss."

This man ...

Joyce was just about to get angry.

Unexpectedly, Christian leaned down and dropped a kiss on her cheek

as quickly as he could.

His lips, a little cold, a little moist.

He was so fast that she had no time to react, and he had already

straightened up, smiling enchantingly and happily, “You refused to kiss,

so I had to do it myself. Well, you smell good."

Joyce bit her lip hard, so angry that her brain hurt, feeling that in the

face of such a scoundrel, she did not know how to get angry. Because

no matter how angry she was, this damn man just would not care.

"Okay, let's get you going." Christian turned sideways, giving her a way

out.

Joyce did not want to talk to him again, cast a fierce glance at him,

lowered her head and quickly crossed past him.

She just didn't expect it.

She walked too fast and too soon, afraid that Christian would do

something out of blue again. She had just stepped out of the gap

between the two buildings when she ran head-on into a wall of hard,

broad chest.

The moment she looked up, she froze.

Surprisingly, Luther.

So, he saw the whole scene just now?