Chapter 901
You Hit My Heart
Luther was on the sidelines and had heard part of the conversation.
At this moment, his face looked like the last dull dark clouds before the
storm and it seemed that he was about to say something.
He tried very hard to hold back his anger and did not storm out. After
all, Anderson was home and he did not want to scare the child.
"Did Otis kill Mr. Walsh?" he asked.
"Hmm."
Joyce put her phone down and returned, "At seven, Otis called me and
told me to go to Hotel Dragon and to read the morning news. That's
why I left in a hurry.â
She didn't mention that Mr. Walsh died in the exact same way as
Stephanie, which would have revealed her identity.
"Mr. Walsh tried to kill you?" He asked again, "So Otis killed him before
he could ever come for you?"
"Maybe, who knows if it is true." Joyce would love to pull back her
hand, but it is held tightly by him, and he didn't seem to be willing to let
go.
"Otis is not to be messed with. From now on, you must stop contacting
him immediately! I will pay for the breach of contract. No matter how
much it will cost.â
Luther jerked to his feet, and there was anger in his voice.
He took her hand and pulled her hard to himself.
It was a pair of intimidating black eyes, looking straight into her clear
eyes. There were anger, fear, and other indefinable emotions.
Just now he actually heard that Otis coveted her and wanted to
possess her. And she, knowing that there would be such a danger, still
got close to that man audaciously.
Joyce got angry, "Mr. Warner, who are you to interfere in my private
affairs. What right do you have to order me to break my contract?"
She sneered, "Who are you to me? I have to listen to you? Are you my
boss? Or are you my parents and brothers? Don't forget, between you
and me, there is nothing but a contract. Mr. Warner, don't take yourself
too seriously. Yesterday, you were sick and I allowed you to stay here
for the night. Now, immediately, please leave my home and go back to
your own! If we have work-related matters, let's discuss them in detail
in the office. Otherwise, please leave me alone.â
She finished and shook off his hand with force.
Who was he to control her?
Iris was born without breath, and she would never forget the pain she
felt.
Charlotte's crime was unforgivable, but wasn't he the culprit? Who was
he to stop her from taking revenge?
She would definitely make those people pay for what they did. No
matter how dangerous it might be, she would not be afraid.
She would not stop until she got what she wanted.
He saw the determination and the intense hatred in her eyes.
Luther's heart trembled. He could not say a word, and did not dare to
go forward to hug her again.
Why on earth did she have to get close to Otis, even at the risk of
getting herself killed?
His stunningly beautiful handsome face looked so pale right now. He
felt sorrow and helplessness.
"Please, Mr. Warner."
Joyce walked to the door, opened it, and asked him to leave.
The scene was very embarrassing.
No matter how angry Luther was at the moment, in front of her, he
could do nothing but hold them back.
Never mind. He would take his time and figure out why she's doing this.
Supporting her with all his might was the only thing he should do.
He took a deep breath, his handsome face turned soft, "Good, you
should be careful yourself. See you at work tomorrow."
Having said that, he left her apartment.
Joyce threw the door shut with force, and his softened attitude made
her even more irritated.