Chapter 850

At exactly five o'clock, Luther arrived at the door of Joyce's room on

time.

He knocked gently on the door and waited for her to open it.

"Wait a minute. I will be ready right away."

Her cool voice came from inside the room.

About five minutes passed.

The door opened.

The moment she opened the door, his eyes lit up abruptly, and he

almost froze. It was simply stunning.

She wore a long burgundy dress with a V-neckline, revealing her

perfect collarbone, and the black mink fur draped over her shoulders

even further added to her elegance.

In her hand, she was holding a RV black satin clutch bag, and a

conspicuous diamond ring was blazing in her finger.

Today, she put on a heavier makeup than usual, and her sexy red lips

now had a deadly attraction.

After a moment of amazement, Luther felt annoyed instead, "Is it

necessary to dress up deliberately for the birthday party of someone

you don't even know?"

Was she was dressed like this for Otis? He was even more upset when

he thought about it. How many wolves would she attract today dressed

like that?

He took a wet tissue from his suit pocket and handed it to her, "Wipe

your lips clean. The color is too bright. Who are you dressed up so

deliberately for? Otis?"

Joyce was stunned. She intended to make Charlotte angry, and what

did it even have to do with Otis?

She pushed away the wet tissue he handed her and retorted.

"I am naturally beautiful. It makes no difference no matter what I wear.

Mr. Warner thinks too much.”

"But Mr. Warner. Your handmade suit must be from some famous

designer. It looks quite extraordinary, Mr. Warner. Who have you

dressed up for then? Do you even want to attract the attention of Mrs.

Robertson?"

"..." Luther was speechless. She must have been deliberately trying to

make him angry.

“Let's go." Joyce walked directly past Luther and headed for the

elevator.

After they got into the car.

Luther gently helped her to fasten her seat belt.

After the sports car drove out, the sky outside had gradually darkened,

and the slightly grey sky was soon swallowed by a complete darkness.

The streetlights came on one by one and continued into the endless

distance.

"Where is the birthday party actually? I didn't read the invitation very

carefully.” Joyce asked.

"Capital Club. It's usually for those in politics, and it's quite formal. It's

not far from here, half an hour away." Luther added, "Without traffic.”

"Oh." Joyce didn't really care about the exact address. She just thought

that she could go back early after the party was over.

“Isn't it, uh, not appropriate for us to show up together? When we arrive

later, we'll go in separately.” She asked suddenly.

After all, the last time when he took her away from Otis's box, he had

made Otis quite embarrassed.

If, again, they show up together today, they might get too close, and it

might arouse Otis suspicion.

"OK. You go in first, and I'll wait outside for a while before I go in.”

Luther concurred.

"At the party, we should also avoid talking to each other, and we leave

together after nine o'clock. I'll text you in advance." He added.

"Yes." Joyce agreed.

Her own safety was also a reason why she had come with him.

During the party, it was best for them to avoid each other.

She also didn't want to make Charlotte suspicious.

The sports car sped along.

The red taillights looked just like a pair of eyes that pierced through the

darkness, and disappeared sharply into the bustling night.

Capital Club.

VIP Lounge.

Otis lay across the couch, and rested his legs over the armrests of the

couch. His eyes were closed.

For this boring birthday party, he simply wanted to show his “care” for

Charlotte in front of the Heaths.