Chapter 91

Just as the atmosphere was getting cold and stagnant, the phone rang.

Luther took his cell phone out of his suit pocket.

This was Joyce's cell phone. Last night Joyce's cell phone was kicked

away by that masked thug, and it was Aaron who picked it up. The

screen was broken, but it could still do the job.

When he saw that it was Charlotte calling, he wrinkled his nose and

answered, "Yes?"

“Luther? Joy, where's Joyce ..." On the other end of the line, Charlotte

clearly froze a bit. How come the person who answered the phone was

Luther?

Luther put the phone to Joyce's ear, "Charlotte's calling.”

Joyce glanced suspiciously. What was Charlotte doing calling her so

early in the morning?

The two of them hardly ever called each other. Even if it was about

work, they usually talked about everything clearly in the project team.

"What's the matter? Anything wrong?" Joyce asked.

"Oh yes, my mother wants to meet you. When would you be free to

come to my house for afternoon tea?" On the other end of the phone,

Charlotte asked through clenched teeth. She tried her best not to let

her tension show through, and she was holding back very hard.

Joyce was really with Luther. Thomas missed last night and called her

later.

Charlotte didn't know who saved Joyce, and she couldn't ask Joyce

about last night, so she finally came up with a reason to call Joyce in

the morning to confirm.

She didn't expect that it was really Luther who saved Joyce, and what

she feared most still happened.

Why was Joyce so lucky to be drugged! Wouldn't the two ......

Thinking about it, she was so angry that she wanted to crush the

screen.

Useless Thomas!

What a bargain for Joyce!

“To your house?" Joyce was stunned at first. She hesitated, frowned

lightly, and refused, "It's not appropriate for me to go to your house, but

we can meet at the cafe opposite the company in a few days, okay?"

Charlotte's mother, Cecelia, whom she once met at Riveria Haze's

party, had actually left a very deep impression on her. She was a

woman of elegance and nobility and she certainly loved her daughter a

lot.

Cecelia really wanted to see her, and she was afraid it would be

because of Charlotte's pregnancy.

Joyce was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong sense of shame.

She thought that in Cecelia's opinion, she must be an uncompromising

mistress.

She was actually overwhelmed by the thought of Cecelia really wanting

to see her.

People all had a sense of shame.

After all, she was in the wrong to get in the middle between Luther and

Charlotte, who had not just a marriage contract and a child.

And she could not have a divorce for the time being.

She literally did not know what to do.

For some reason, she was particularly reluctant to let Cecelia really

think that she was this kind of scum.

"Okay. Then don’t let me keep you. Hanging up now then. Bye!"

At the other end of the phone, Charlotte urgently cut off the phone, and

finally could not hold back any longer. "Bang!" She viciously smashed

the phone to the cold marble floor, and it was in pieces.

She was so angry that she felt herself burning hot.

Luther also heard what Charlotte said over the phone just now,.

Now that even Cecelia was coming to them, apparently, the Heath

family was also really anxious.

The thought of Charlotte's pregnancy irritated him for no reason. It was

just right for him to hold himself back last night. It was messy enough

already.

What had happened could not be changed, and he must take

responsibility.

Whether it's Charlotte or the Heath family.

He owed them.

Reason told him that he could no longer have too much involvement

with Joyce.

He finally took a step back, let go of her, and stopped pressing her

against the wall.

Joyce was relieved to be free again.