You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 138

Joyce looked at him. For the first time, there was a despondent and sad expression on his face. It

seemed that there must be something between Christian and Luther. Perhaps, a woman?

"Heh. When he got cold-blooded, anyone would just be nothing more than dust in his eyes." Christian

glanced meaningfully at Joyce, "Don't get in too deep, and then you might not be able to get yourself

back, just like…"

He did not go on, apparently reluctant to think about the past.

Yet just in an instant, he changed a topic, and the previously gloomy face was gone.

"So, how about jumping ship to the Ballard group? Whatever you want, you can have it." He resumed

his usual evil and wild demeanor.

"No, thanks." Joyce pointed to the tires, "Although I got you a new tier, after all, they are for temporary

use only and the width of the tire is narrow. Let’s get back, take me back to R&S Group headquarters, I

still have a lot of work to finish."

Christian got into the driver's seat and Joyce got into the passenger seat.

The sports car roared along.

Just before arriving at the R&S Group, Joyce asked Christian to stop at a junction ahead. She was

worried that if she stopped directly in front of the group's headquarters, Christian's sleek sports car

would attract too much attention and bring her unnecessary trouble.

Joyce unbuckled her seat belt.

Christian sidled up to her and teased, "I hope you can think about it again."

"No need to think about it." She balked.

"No need to rush your decision. Just one day when you are desperate, remember to come to me." He

squeezed his eyes at her, "And…"

He took a boomerang dart between his two fingers and waved it in front of her eyes.

"Whether I should tell him about it, I haven't really thought about it."

Joyce glared at Christian in annoyance, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Give me your phone," Christian said.

She took the phone out of her bag and handed it to him.

"Ha, a dozen missed calls. Looks like Luther is crazy looking for you." Christian quickly entered his

phone number on Joyce's phone, "I use my WhatsApp with this phone number, add me. If you don't, I

can't guarantee ......"

"Got it!" Joyce snatched back her phone as soon as she could, she had muted her phone earlier and

forgot to turn it back.

Damn, she felt her mind swelling when she saw a dozen missed calls on her phone. What excuse

should she make?

She got out of the car and flung the door open with annoyance. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Christian waved his hand at her seductively, "Beauty, we'll see you soon!"

Joyce flexed and bent over and said through clenched teeth to Christian in the car, "Better never see

you again."

The limousine whistled and went away.

Joyce stood on the side of the road, her phone in her hand, worrying about how to explain later.

Not far away, Shelly, who was hanging out across the road, saw Joyce getting out of an Aston Martin

sports car.

Shelly's eyes widened as she looked closely, and when she saw the person in the driver's seat, she

knew it was Christian.

She was instantly stunned! Simply couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Geez, how did Joyce end up with the Warner family's nemesis, Christian?

Joyce was really something else.

But then Shelly thought, wouldn't this be the best chance for her to get rid of Joyce?

What a great opportunity!

She hurriedly took out her phone and quickly snapped a few pictures.

The photo clearly captured Christian's wicked smile and Joyce standing by the car and bending over to

talk to Christian.