Chapter 785

Now that she was asleep and defenseless, if she had the intention to

hide it, it would be such a disrespect to her.

He didn't want to do anything more to hurt her, not even a little bit.

He could simply wait quietly.

He could wait for the time when she was willing to tell him everything

and face him.

As long as she was still alive, for him, it was already the greatest

comfort and the greatest gift given to him by God. It had been four

years, and why should he rush now?

He gazed at her peaceful sleeping face and sighed.

The sofa in the presidential suite was soft and comfortable enough that

he didn't carry her to the room, but simply laid her flat gently on the

sofa and then helped her take off her slippers at her feet.

Turning around, he came into the room, got a blanket and gently

covered her body with it.

He then pressed a button, and the automatic curtains slowly closed and

he turned off the lights in the living room.

The following day.

Joyce slowly woke up in the dim light. Having slept enough, she felt full

of energy.

Yet the surroundings were so dim with only some faint light, and she

seemed to be lying on the couch?

She sat up suddenly and finally remembered that she had fallen asleep

in Luther's presidential suite yesterday. Oh God, her first reaction was

to reach up and touch her cheek.

Then, she felt relieved that the mask was still in place, and he did not

notice.

She looked down at her clothes again, and they were all fine.

Luther didn't do anything to her.

She felt a bit chagrined. She was so careless that she fell asleep in his

room. Strangely enough, he had tried everything on her before, and last

night he even made such a farce. He obviously just wanted to know

who she really was.

But with such a great opportunity in front of him, why didn't he did

nothing at all?

The movement of her sitting up startled Luther.

He also slept on the couch last night.

With her in the room, he slept extraordinarily well. No nightmares, no

fears, and no insomnia. He has not slept so comfortably for too long.

Knowing that she was awake, he subconsciously pressed the remote

control.

The automatic curtains were slowly pulled open.

They went to bed early last night and woke up early naturally. Now it's

pretty dark outside and it's raining. The road in the distance had been

washed clean by the rain. The streetlights were still on, like a chain of

bright pearls stretching into the distance.

The dim light then creeped into the presidential suite.

It illuminated everything in a hazy way.

"Good morning.” Luther smiled.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Warner. I should not have fallen asleep here last night."

Joyce hurriedly stood up from the sofa and straightened her clothes,

“I'm going to my room, excuse me."

"Miss Knowles, how about having breakfast before you leave?" He

looked at her with a smile.

"No need."

She had already made such a mistake last night and how would she

stay here any longer? Judging from the way he talked to her, it looked

like he did not do anything to her and he did not find anything from her.

She hurriedly grabbed her bag.

"Mr. Warner, goodbye."

As she walked out of the Presidential Suite, Luther was behind her,

raising his voice, "Miss Knowles, there's a dinner tonight at 5:00.

Please take my car, and I'll drive you there."

Joyce did not answer him.

Instead, the door to the room was closed heavily directly.

Looking at her hastily departing figure, the corner of Luther's lips

gradually pulled up.

He could simply wait and see what she was going to do next.