Chapter 762

The skin on her cheeks was delicate and soft.

It seemed like it could not be even more real.

The spark that had just been rekindled in Luther's heart was completely

put out by a pot of cold water. How could her face be real? Was he

really mistaken?

No, it could not be.

He did not give up but directly tugged the collar of her pajamas, trying

to pull it down.

He remembered every detail of her body and would never forget it.

Joyce was directly shocked.

"What are you doing? I'm warning you, if you put your hands on me

again, I'm going to call the police." She tightened her grip on her collar,

never letting him do that.

She had changed her face, but she had a birthmark on the front of her

body. If he saw it, he would know everything immediately.

She did not expect that he would get so crazy and do such a thing.

After four years, just why was he still looking for her? The shares of the

group should have been returned to him, and she remembered signing

the agreement with Mr. Baldwin. Why would he just have to find her, a

gold-digging heartthrob?

More women were coming forward to marry him.

He forgot all the good memories of their relationship and remembered

only the worst. Until the end, he was so sure that she was the one who

pushed Charlotte down the stairs.

She did not want to get hurt any more.

"Call the police?" He snorted, his tone arrogant and domineering, “Who

cares what I'm going to do. Say it! Who the hell are you?"

"Mr. Warner, you came into my room at night, molested me, and

questioned me. May I ask what right you have to treat me like this? We

are not really partners yet! And you are provoking me again and again.

Are you bullying JK Intelligence just because it's a startup?"

Luther's eyes went dim and did not ask again.

“You better not be lying to me, or I'll try every way to find out what

you're up to."

"Oh, Mr. Warner, this is a threat? I'm sorry. Although R&S is the richest

company in Pascaylia, we are not obliged to cooperate with you. If Mr.

Warner is just not satisfied with me personally, we have other designers

in our company.”

Joyce tightened her grip on the collar in a prohibitive manner, and her

voice grew colder and colder.

Luther stared at her firmly, trying to find the slightest hint, but

unfortunately there was none.

The two looked at each other for a long time, as if a duel of the century.

Neither of them would stand down.

She glared at him with fury, and there were even flames in her cold,

sharp eyes. However, she thought she looked even more beautiful that

way.

Luther was in a trance for a moment, and he looked away. Once upon a

time, the only woman who could look at him like that was Joyce.

When she noticed he had been distracted, Joyce quickly threw him off

with force.

Luther was caught off guard and stumbled backwards. His chest hit the

foyer heavily and he immediately felt a sharp pain. He once had a

serious injury in his chest, and although it was healed, it left dreadful

sequela.

After the violent impact, his handsome face turned so pale instantly. He

gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and there were beads of sweat on

his forehead.

Joyce just wanted to stop him from offending her any longer. Her

special mask was just as delicate and soft as real skin, and he would

not find anything if he just touched it a few times. However, if he pulled

it hard, it was still likely that the part behind her ears would be peel off.

Unexpectedly, she pushed him too hard.