NovelEnglishLuther frowned. He wanted to finish Joyce's party first and then deal with all this, "Been busy lately. No time."
"My grandfather ..." Charlotte lowered her head, and pretended to be nervous and stammering, "My grandfather doesn't have
much patience, and I'm afraid, I'm afraid he'll run straight to the group headquarters to look for you. When the tcomes, it will
cause you trouble or give you a bad influence."
Luther smiled coldly.
The Heath family seemed to be trying to force him?
"When does Rodney want to see me?" Luther asked, it seemed that it was better to solve the trouble on the Heath family side first.
"Grandpa said, said, tomorrow ..."
Charlotte's head was getting lower and lower, "I'm sorry, | didn't want to do this either. | can't go against Grandpa's words."
Luther coldly looked at Charlotte. He just hated the cautious, coy look of Charlotte.
When he thought about how sunny and energetic and generous Joyce was, Charlotte was far worse. He had always disliked weak
women like her. He preferred the wild type, which gave him the desire to tame.
His thoughts drifted away. His mind got back to the hot scene with Joyce in the office just now, and suddenly he felt the fire in his
body was rekindled. In fact, he had already let her go, otherwise, how could he be satisfied with just one go.
He took a cold shower for half an hour to calm down completely.
Seeing Luther wandering off, Charlotte called out to him, "Luther, is tomorrow night okay?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLuther snapped back to attention.
Only then did he realize that he was thinking about Joyce again, and now his heart and mind were filled with her, and he couldn't
think of anything else.
Tomorrow night?
Luther frowned even deeper and immediately vetoed, "Not tomorrow night, there's a party for Joyce tomorrow night."
"A party?" Charlotte froze. Actually, she had heard that the board had just passed a resolution for Joyce to join the board this
morning.
Luther's so-called party must have been held for Joyce to celebrate her joining the board.
The thought that Joyce would be in full bloom at the party was too much for her to bear.
Something must be done to stop it.
Charlotte pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Sorry, grandpa is impatient, how about tomorrow afternoon? I'm afraid that
Grandpa will really rush straight into the group. | can't stop him."
This did sound like something Rodney would do, and Luther had heard more or less about Rodney's fiery personality.
"Okey then. Tomorrow afternoon, you guys go straight to the Warner VIP box at Riveria Haze, and after we talk, the Heath family
can also stay for Joyce's celebration party."
Luther finished with an expressionless face.
Like an announcement, it didn't leave Charlotte any room.
He turned around, "I'll go first if there's nothing else."
After saying that, he walked up the revolving staircase without looking back.
Charlotte stood frozen in place.
So he wanted to have Rodney, Cecelia and everyone meet directly in a private room at the banquet venue, talk about it, and then
he would invite them to stay for Joyce's celebration party?
Was this a humiliation to her? Or a declaration to the entire Heath family?
Charlotte took out her phone, so angry that her fingertips were shaking, and edited and sent out a message.
"Post the video on the internet, now, immediately, right now!"
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