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Although the younger Mr. Walsh's leg was not injured, he was so scared that he could hardly walk and they had to carry him into
the ambulance on a stretcher.
After the younger Mr. Walsh was carried away, the older Mr. Walsh scanned the hall with irritation. There was no way something like
this could have happened for no reason.
When he saw Joyce was alone not far away, his face suddenly darkened.
As if there was a flin his chest, he rushed directly to Joyce with quick steps.
After what happened the last tthey met, he did not dare to make a move against her easily. He sternly questioned, "Ms.
Knowles, what just happened to my brother, did you do it?"
Joyce put down the plate and dessert in her hands.
She snickered as she raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Walsh, you have to have evidence to say something like that. | don't know what
happened just now, and Mr. Walsh is blaming it all on me? It's too much."
"Of all the people here today, who could ever have a problem with my brother but you? If it's not you, who else could it be?" The
older Mr. Walsh was so irritated that his reasoning was out of control.
He raised his hand and wanted to teach Joyce a lesson. Last this brother was thrown over her shoulder, and today he had to
slap her in order to revenge his brother.
Unexpectedly, just as he raised his hand, he was firmly squeezed by Luther.
"You are ... Mr. Warner?" Mr. Walsh looked at Luther in surprise.
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"That's right, and it's me." Luther flung his hand hard, and the older Mr. Walsh immediately stumbled a few steps back.
"You will need evidence to say what you just said. Mr. Walsh, look, Ms. Knowles’ fork is now on her plate. She's having dinner, and
you can't just say those words with your imagination." Luther said coldly.
"But this woman is too ruthless." The older Mr. Walsh felt extremely upset, but he dared not do anything in front of Luther, "Mr.
Warner, what's this Ms. Knowles to you, so you must defend her?"
"I just happen to be able to prove that she was withfrom just before the incident until now. She had nothing to do with the
attack on your brother." Luther sneered, "I wonder, is it enough to have my words for her innocence?"
"Enough, certainly enough."
Mr. Walsh touched his nose and knew better than to continue. Since the richest man in the country had stood up for her, how could
he dare to say "no"?
That would be unless he wanted to get out of the business already.
It was simply so easy if R&S wanted to kick a family business like Blue Maple out of the game.
He had to hold back his anger and gave up.
"Mr. Warner, what | said just now, | hope you won't mind."
After that, he turned around and left, and before he left, he turned around and cast a fierce glare at Joyce.
And, it seemed like he was warning ... or threatening her.
Joyce sensed a hint of something unusual in his eyes. There was a sudden bad feeling in her heart. She felt that Mr. Walsh would
not be willing to just let her go this time.
She watched for a while and saw from afar that the older Mr. Walsh walk to a remote place. He was making a phone call with a
strange expression, and then she could not see him anymore.
"Miss Knowles, it looks like you offend people quite often, and you're usually like this at Mufron?" Luther stood at her side, his waist
rested against the dining table, and his legs gracefully crossed.
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