Chapter 569

The reporters outside the door shouted loudly in pursuit.

"Miss Knowles, weren't you and Mr. Warner married under false

pretenses? Could you tell us why you were meeting in the seaside town

and spending the last night together in the hotel?"

"Miss Knowles, I heard that you are pregnant with the child of Justin

Henderson, and that you have moved out of the Warner residence. Can

you tell what is going on now?"

"Miss Knowles, may I ask when you will divorce Mr. Warner? Will there

be any more changes in this matter?"

"Miss Knowles, how do you plan to explain to the Henderson family

what happened today?"

"Miss Knowles, I heard that Mr. Warner's fiancée and you are good

friends, how do you intend to explain the current situation to her?"

"Miss Knowles, are you and Mr. Warner actually married under false

pretenses?"

"Miss Knowles, are you and Mr. Warner having a real affair? And what

are you going to do with the baby in your womb?"

The reporters were afraid to ask Mr. Warner.

Joyce locked the door tight and rubbed her forehead. Oh God, what's

going on outside? How come there were so many reporters blocking

the way, and it looked like this group of people had been there since

last night.

Her first reaction was that Charlotte had notified the media.

After all, only Charlotte knew that she and Luther stayed overnight in

the seaside town last night and did not go back, and Luther refused

Charlotte's request to visit her in the hospital. It was likely that Charlotte

felt very annoyed and last night Charlotte approached Ricky to find out

where they were staying and reveal it to the media?

However, this explanation did not make sense.

Charlotte was about to get engaged, and she had given so much for

this grand engagement. She did not even attend the funeral of her own

grandfather in the Capital. How could she be willing to expose such a

scandal of Luther and affect her engagement?

It was such a high price.

And it was not like Charlotte's style of doing things.

Joyce frowned and thought for a while. She then looked at the Luther

beside her, who was so calm at the moment. He looked like he had

slept well last night, and he seemed to be full of energy.

"You don't seem to care?" She flicked a suspicious glance at him.

“You're not surprised at all? There are so many reporters around

outside. Don't you usually hate reporters? Why aren't you angry

today?" Joyce questioned repeatedly.

"I just got up from the bed, but I was quite sleepy. I did not quite

understand what was going on.” Luther made a casual, perfunctory

remark.

In fact, last night he slept very well. It was a dreamless night. He had

slept enough and woke up naturally in the morning. When Joyce got

up, he heard it, but he just wanted to lie there a little longer. As

expected, where there was Joyce, he would be able to sleep

peacefully.

"You think I'll believe that?"

Joyce sneered. This reason was ridiculous, did he think she was a

fool?

His reaction was so unusual that she had some doubts.

"Couldn't it be, you called the reporters yourself?" She suddenly came

up with this idea.

She thought, it was not unlikely. The seaside town also belonged to

R&S, and the staff of the hotel would not dare to reveal the information

of the chief boss easily, because it was just too easy to be caught. Who

would risk his own job to break the news?

And who else but the two of them would know about it?

"It seems that you are indeed quite smart.”

Luther walked into the bathroom and grabbed a toothbrush. He didn't

have to deny it, and since she guessed it, he could just tell her.