Chapter 836

"Are you guys hiding something from me? Did Otis do something to

Sister last night? Or why would Mr. Warner get hurt?" Kane became

more and more suspicious about what happened last night.

And the atmosphere was not right between the two people in front of

him.

He looked at Joyce, who had a mask on her face and did not show her

real face.

Since he knew that her real name was Joyce, and since he found out

about her past with Luther, he felt very uncomfortable.

If he was not mistaken, Anderson might be Luther's son.

Now that he finally got a chance to have a close look at Luther,

Anderson did look like Luther.

After four years, Luther reappeared in her life.

Kane felt a crisis like never before.

Since Joyce chose not to face Luther with her true face, it meant that

she must not want Luther to know who she was, and there must be a

reason.

After all, as far as he knew, she had been hurt so badly that she almost

even lost her life.

However, he also knew that.

Those who had once fallen in love, could not be friends.

Because they would simply give up all their resistance with a meeting,

with a hug and even with just a glimpse of each other.

Also he was a man, and he could see that the way Luther looked at

Joyce was definitely not ordinary.

So, with Luther in front of him, was he suspecting Joyce's identity, or

did he simply already know?

Kane narrowed his eyes and fell into contemplation.

Joyce had a bit of a headache and didn't know how to deal with the

two.

She was not a master at lying either and really could not handle it.

"Uh, Mr. Warner ... he had drunk too much yesterday, and he got

scraped by a steel bar on the construction site..."

When she finished, she felt her back was wet. Lying was really nothing

easy.

Luther was drinking soy milk when he heard her made-up reason and

almost spat it out.

It's simply too ridiculous for even him to listen.

Kane's handsome face became gloomy. Was he born yesterday and he

would believe such nonsense?

Perhaps even Anderson wouldn't believe such a poorly thought-out

reason.

The wound was neat and regular, uniform in depth, so how could it be a

steel cut?! Moreover, even if they went to the construction site, they

didn't even have to go that close to the workers. He knew there must

be a temporary reception.

But he didn’t want to expose Joyce in front of Luther.

He could only accept this lame excuse.

"Oh, so. Mr. Warner must be more careful. Drinking is bad for both your

body and business.”

Kane glanced coolly at Luther, “Sister, why don't you just let me

bandage Mr. Warner up?"

What he actually wanted to say was that Luther was a man and she

was a woman, and it would be more convenient for him to help Luther.

His jealous, angry eyes stared straight at Luther.

Now, he's really angry.

“No, it's almost done.”

Joyce didn't notice that the atmosphere in the room had changed.

She kept her head down when she carefully cleaned his wound and

reapplied the medicine and gauze.

Kane was not very good at this and she was not comfortable leaving it

to him to treat the wound.

She didn't realize that her actions actually showed her concerns.

Luther threw a smug look at Kane. He raised his long eyebrows and his

seductive almond eyes were full of provocation.

Kane was so angry that his fists tightened and he bit his lower lip.

Was he showing off now?

He felt like he was almost exploding with anger.

Luther did feel pleased and relief in his heart.