Chapter 772

Her eyes shone with a crystal light. It was from her fervor and

instinctive love for the car that could not be hidden.

Luther noticed her unusual radiant gaze. There were actually not many

women who loved cars. And now, her passionate obsession with cars,

and her rigorous seriousness with which she approached her work,

made him suspect her identity once again.

Joyce, was that you? He thought to himself

If she really was Joyce, why wouldn't she just admit it?

He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself that he must try to test her

in every possible way.

"Sure." He smiled and handed her the car key, "Are you good at

driving?"

"Are you looking down upon me?" Joyce raised her eyebrows in

amusement.

“No way. This car is quite fast in acceleration, so be careful.”

Luther lowered his head and smiled. Then he walked to the passenger

seat.

Joyce then got into the main driver's seat.

Luther helped her put on her seat belt gentlemanly.

She did not refuse, since she didn't want to make herself look too

pretentious, so she just let him.

"Press here and start the engine.” Luther pointed to the center console.

"Well, I can see that.” Joyce reached over and pressed the start button,

and she gently stroked the steering wheel in admiration.

This was definitely a superb sports car with an extremely high-end

configuration. Everything was just so intelligent. As soon as she sat

down, the seat automatically measured the temperature and rose to the

right temperature for her. Then the air conditioning was also

automatically turned on to maintain the temperature.

Then, she noticed.

The car came with an emergency avoidance feature.

This was the technology she left to R&S four years ago, and although

she knew that R&S had taken the application of this technology to the

extreme, it was the first time she tried a car with this feature.

Luther noticed that she kept staring at the center console.

"Why, Miss Knowles seems to be interested in the emergency

avoidance feature?"

Joyce frowned and denied, "No, I was just looking around."

Luther continued with the introduction regardless, "My wife designed it.

Just like Miss Knowles, she has quite a passion for automotive design.”

Joyce's hand on the steering wheel trembled slightly when she heard

him say the word "wife".

It's been four years and he still thought she was his wife.

At this moment, her heart, too, began trembling slightly, and she even

felt a slight pain in her heart.

What did he mean exactly?

To avoid losing her composure too much, she didn't pick up his

conversation and stepped straight on the gas.

The sports car sped out like an arrow off the string.

She picked up speed and drove out of the basement with a "boom" that

took only a dozen seconds.

Sure enough, there was plenty of power and a quick boost.

But they did not notice that in the shadows, a pair of shadowy eyes had

been following them all the time. A few moments later, a black car

trailed right after them.

Joyce drove the sports car onto the main road.

Luther suddenly asked, "Miss Knowles, do you know the way?"

"Uh." Joyce unconsciously bit her lower lip.

Just now, all she could think about was just to try the car and she had

forgotten that she actually did not know the way. She had always had a

problem remembering roads and now that she was in the Capital, she

completely had no idea which way to go.

Luther raised an eyebrow at her.

As soon as she left the center, she went in the wrong direction and he

knew she didn't know the way at all. His heart rose again with a hint of

expectation. Joyce, just like her, had a problem remembering roads.

Many things could be changed, but never human nature.