Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 112

Luther grabbed a spoon and filled it with soup, and so did Joyce.

Both handed their bowls to each other at the same time.

They then stopped their hands in the midair and both put down their bowls in embarrassment.

In fact, Joyce had the habit of taking care of those around her since she grew up in an orphanage.

Luther, on the other hand, felt that a man with manners should do so.

Juanita felt awkward. Were they having dinner? Or were they just abusing a single woman! They were

serving each other soup! What a lovely scene! She just could not imagine that the big boss also had

such a tender and considerate side.

Luther tasted the dish and his dark eyes lit up with surprise.

The chicken was tender, and the soup was fresh and tasty. Really good it was. Not at all inferior to

high-end restaurants.

"It's good." Joyce was eating and praising. Juanita was really quite a foodie, "It’s on me this time. I

must thank you for calling Aaron last time, and otherwise, it would be really a disaster."

"Hey. I was really shocked when the big boss grabbed Aaron's phone. It's good that it's okay. Boss had

been so nervous about you. Wow, even his voice is trembling, I can feel it through the screen." Juanita

said happily.

"Ahem." Luther cleared his throat uncomfortably. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Juanita felt that she had said too much and shut up.

Joyce buried her head in her food and didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere was quiet for a short while.

As she ate, Juanita found a topic and said, "Joyce, I can't imagine that Lauren would do such a thing.

Usually, I just think she is bossy and domineering, but I didn't expect her to do something like this."

Joyce took a sip of her soup, frowned slightly, and shook her head, "Something doesn't feel right.

Lauren doesn't seem to have the guts to do such a thing. She's just making things difficult on a day-to-

day basis, and we don't really have any serious grudge? Why would she just have to kill me?"

"All the evidence points to Lauren. Who else could it be but her? Think carefully again, did you miss

anything?"

Luther also had doubts in his mind. Aaron was right. Compared to the masked man's professional

traceless caution, Lauren was apparently too careless with loopholes everywhere. So it seemed really

unlikely that Hanson hired the masked man to attack Joyce.

"I ate dinner with everyone, had a glass of watermelon juice with dinner, and then another glass of

watermelon juice with Charlotte during the singing." Joyce recalled, "It was nothing special."

"With Charlotte?" frowned Luther.

"Well, I had a few conversations with her that night. She was pregnant and couldn't drink, so we had

juice instead of wine, and she had orange juice and I had watermelon juice. It was pretty normal, that's

all." Joyce explained.

Luther could not really think of anything, but still, he felt a little strange.

"Hey, let's leave it to the police to investigate. I think Officer Karl is cool and handsome and serious,

trustworthy." Juanita waved her hand, "Braised matsutake is also one of the signature dishes here, and

it's delicious. Eat up."

"What does investigation have to do with being handsome or not, you don't think you have a crush on

him?" Joyce teased.

"Heh heh." Juanita made a cute face, "Yeah, too bad I didn't ask him for his number!"

Joyce burst out laughing.

Luther gave Joyce a chopstick of food, "Eat your meal."

At that moment, Joyce's cell phone suddenly rang.

A string of unfamiliar numbers, never seen before.

She frowned gently and pressed the answer button, and then her face changed slightly and gradually

became gloomy.