Chapter 925

His words were immediately interrupted by her.

"Mr. Warner thinks I'm not paying for private lessons because I can't

afford them? I still have that amount of money.” She gave him a blank

look.

He had no place to spend his money, or was he sick in the head? He

wanted to raise “other people's” child whenever he had a chance?

She gave him a suspicious look. No, he should not have seen through

her yet.

Moreover, he lost part of his former memory. It was impossible for him

to think that Anderson was related to him.

Why was he so attentive then?

“Then why do you have to let Anderson go to kindergarten? Obviously,

Anderson's IQ is not at all on the same level as theirs.”

Luther frowned in disbelief.

“I didn't want Anderson to skip grades too early. He should at least

finish regular kindergarten. Character development is also important.

He should spend more time with kids about the same age. He is after

all just a child." Joyce said.

"Character development? What does it have to do with private tutoring?

I grew up with private lessons from famous teachers and never worried

about these."

Luther didn't think what she said even made sense.

"Huh." Joyce laughed.

She looked at him with amusement and snorted lightly, "So, Mr.

Warner, do you think you have a pleasing personality? Lone, cold, and

arrogant. Huh. You are the last example Anderson should learn from!"

Luther was completely speechless.

Joyce then walked into the kitchen, took some fresh ingredients out of

the refrigerator and started to prepare dinner.

Luther followed her into the kitchen, "Can I eat with you? I don't want to

go out to eat. Recently, my stomach is not feeling well and I want to eat

something light."

Joyce simply ignored him, but she took some more when she just

prepared the ingredients.

“There will be a nanny to pick up Anderson starting tomorrow. Please

don't go to the kindergarten if you have nothing to do there, thanks."

She said coldly, "It's Anderson's first day of kindergarten today, so I

made it a point to pick him up myself. Dinner would also be prepared by

the nanny. Mr. Warner, if you don't want to eat out, hire someone to

cook for you."

"Oh, got it." He watched her from the sidelines.

The sky was not yet fully dark, the sunset afterglow shone, and the

outline of her side face was extraordinarily beautiful.

He was stunned. How good would it be if he could keep looking at her

like this.

Joyce noticed his eyes, which were always staring at her with all the

affection, and she felt uncomfortable. She had always felt that he was

not quite normal the entire day.

" Mr. Warner, I remember you saying that you have a wife.” She

frowned and glanced at him.

"Hmm." Luther nodded gently. He was admiring her stunning side face,

and it was difficult for him to take his eyes off her.

She blushed, "So, where's your wife? It's not good for you to keep

staring at another woman." She spoke with a slight exasperation that

even she could not detect.

"She is very far away, but actually it's not that far.”

Luther gave her a sophisticated stare, and there was something in the

words.

She froze, not knowing what to say.

He seemed to mean something. Damn, she shouldn't have asked that

question.

She hurriedly looked away, slightly embarrassed.

"Oh, why do I sense a sour taste. Miss Knowles is jealous?" He looked

at her with amusement.

She was reaching for the seasoning and spilled the salt at his wicked

words.

She got even more embarrassed. This damn man. She really wanted to

seal his mouth.

Was she jealous? How was it even possible? That was bullshit.

"Be careful.”

He reached out and took her hand, his voice ambiguous.

She drew back her hand and said coldly, “Finish your meal and get

out.”