Chapter 948

After the auction hammer fell...

Joyce felt so relieved to stop the two of them from going crazy at the

charity party.

She sat down smoothly in the seat next to Luther and gently patted her

chest to smooth her breath.

She also heard all the chatter around her.

To be honest, she didn't expect that Luther would easily give up. With

his financial power, it's not a matter of price.

She simply didn't want them to make a scene with their bidding contest.

She glanced obliquely at Luther. He really was not what he used to be.

If it were the old days, he would not have allowed such a thing to

happen, and even less willing to lose to Justin easily.

So, she was not wrong and he indeed just gave way to Justin.

At that moment, Justin, who was sitting in the front row, turned around

coldly and looked directly at Luther.

When their eyes met, an inexplicable electricity was seen between

them.

Suddenly, Justin got up, picked up the wine in front of him, and walked

straight to Luther.

People around, whimpering and holding their breath, were wondering

what would happen next, and everyone was both expectant and

nervous.

Luther gently wrinkled his eyebrows. He deliberately avoided Justin

every time, and never wanted to have a head-on confrontation with

him.

It was his fault that Joyce fell off the cliff and he had been suffering from

guilt. He also understood Justin's obsession and madness.

Now that he had found Joyce, he felt slightly better.

It was obvious that Justin must not have noticed the connection

between Zora and Joyce.

He wouldn't told Justin about that either.

Justin kept walking up to Luther.

Only, he turned to Joyce in the end and smiled faintly.

Joyce was stunned that Justin was walking towards her. What was he

going to do? She stared at him without opening her mouth.

"Miss Zora, I'm really sorry that you didn't get to work with me."

Justin raised his glass to her and there was a hint of sternness in his

clear eyes, "It seems that Miss Zora has chosen Mr. Warner."

Joyce bit her lip, so that was the reason why he had come for her.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Henderson. I hope there will be opportunities in the

future.”

She shrugged her shoulders in apology.

Justin looked at her with a chilling gaze, knowing that now she was

Zora, just an irrelevant woman in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter.”

Justin sneered a little.

Joyce looked at him, feeling slightly helpless.

She knew that Justin was going against Luther at every turn because

he was so immersed in the sadness of her disappearance that he

couldn't get out.

She understood Justin, who was actually so fragile.

After Justin broke his legs, it took her more than two years to help him

get out of the shadow and get back on his feet.

Right now, she could not expose herself yet, and could only watch him

fall back into the shadow of the past.

In her heart, she was guilty.

Her hand, holding the red wine glass, gently lifted, "To Mr. Henderson."

Then she took a gentle sip.

As she put down her glass, her hand rested on the tabletop and she

couldn't help but tremble.

Luther, sensing her difference, suddenly reached out and covered her

cold, trembling fingers.

The hot sensation, which warmed her up all the way to the bottom of

her heart, surprisingly had a reassuring feeling that made her fingers

stop shaking.

Justin turned to Luther at this point. He narrowed his eyes and stared at

Luther's hand. His eyes now seemed as cold as ice.

"So Mr. Warner has a new love. It's only been four years."

He said those words between his teeth, "Of course, once upon a time

Mr. Warner didn't think much of her either.”