Chapter 92

And no matter how things would end.

Right now, there were more important things for him to do.

"Do you remember what you drank last night and who you had contact

with?" Luther inquired.

Joyce thought carefully, “I didn't dare to drink last night. In the end,

Lauren insisted that I make a toast to her, and then I had a glass of

champagne. Then it didn't take long before everyone began to leave

and go home."

"Lauren?" Luther propped his chin up with one hand and he frowned.

He remembered how Lauren had targeted Joyce the last time. He was

afraid there was something wrong with Lauren. He should not be

hesitant, and he should have dealt with it earlier.

“Lauren still dares to give you a hard time in the project team?" He

asked unhappily.

“It's actually okay, I can handle it." She was reluctant to judge others,

not to mention that Lauren was never so tough as she might seem to

be.

"Never drink anything else? Think about it."

"No really." Joyce tried to recall, but she thought that the juice Charlotte

had given her couldn't count, and all night long, she'd had quite a few

other juices, "Juice with dinner, and really only one glass of wine."

“I'll look into it. Things are definitely not simple.” Luther said in a cold

voice. It was just way too bold for anyone just to drug his wife like that.

Joyce asked, "By the way, how would you just happen to call me right

after I just ran into that man in the alley?"

At that time, she encountered that man who sprayed her with ether

sprays several times. The phone happened to be ringing, and she had

a vague impression that it was him calling.

Luther glanced at her lightly, "You should thank Juanita. She was the

one who thought something was wrong with you and called Aaron to try

to get Aaron to pick you up from Club Haven."

"Oh." Joyce was grateful that Juanita truly considered her a friend.

"Who drugged you, I must find out. I'll ask Aaron to send you a new

phone, and don't go out for two days. Stay at home and don't cause me

any trouble.” Luther's eyes flashed with a touch of severity.

Then he glared at her and warned, "And the medicine at the bedside is

for you. If something like this happens again, I will never let you get

away with it in one piece.”

"Oh." To his surprise, Joyce did not retort.

Getting away with it in one piece? What's that bullshit? There was only

one thing he did not do last night! He had seen her naked and touched

her all around. When she thought of the forbidden image last night, she

unconsciously blushed again.

"You should take a bath. You just smelt like a bottle of alcohol.” He said

with a contemptuous look.

“Not really?" Joyce sniffed her body. Obviously, she had just one glass

of wine last night, “There's no weird smell at all." Even if there was, it

was his scent, really.

But she really needed to take a bath and relax a bit.

She turned on the faucet and a steaming stream of water came out.

Luther walked out of the bathroom, closed the bathroom door, and

dialed Aaron's number.

"Send over one of the latest folding-screen phones.” He emphasized.

"Okay, Luther."

"Also, get all the surveillance of Club Haven last night, and all the

surveillance of the nearby intersections. Find out every single waiter

who went in and out of the box. Also, Lauren of the project, I need all

the details about her. And I want to know her recent movements, where

she has been, and what she has done, even the smallest details.”

"Yes, Luther."

Luther glanced back at the bed and the pieces of the clothes on the

floor. What a mess!

"Also, contact the tw private custom store and have them send over all

the clothes for the season.”

"Yes, Luther.”