Seriously, she'd forgotten about this guy.
If Christian didn't look so identifiable, she wouldn't have remembered who he was.
In front of her, Christian was wearing his signature solid black suit, black tie, black sunglasses, and a demonic and wild look with an
evil aura. His thin lips held a very thin cigarette, and he was currently enveloped by the lingering smoke around him, adding to his
eeriness a ghostly atmosphere.
After reaching out to stop Joyce, he gently exhaled the cigarette in his mouth and stomped it out with his leather shoe.
Dusting off the remnants of his cigarette ash, he spoke with panache, "Joyce, | haven't seen you for a while, you've beceven
more beautiful."
"It wasn't that long ago that | saw you and Vicki ctogether at a party at Riveria Haze." Joyce glanced at him lightly, "May | ask
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtif you happened to run intotoday, or did you deliberately pick on me?"
"Don't speak too harshly. It breaks my heart every time." Christian pretended to look aggrieved.
"Can you not always wear sunglasses? Whether there's sun or not, it doesn't make you look like a good guy at first glance." Joyce
said breathlessly.
"lI am afraid that once | take off my sunglasses, | would look too handsand the girls aroundwill faint en masse. In this way,
wouldn't | be affecting public transportation? Not good." Christian pulled a long tail note and spoke ambiguously close to Joyce.
"Get out of the way, | want to go back." Joyce rolled her eyes, talking to a scoundrel was a waste of her breath.
"What's the rush for? Didn't you just have a leisurely lunch with Justin? What, it's my turn to say a few words." Christian pouted,
dissatisfied.
"You know Justin too, you know everything." Joyce frowned, "So, you didn't meetby chance today, you chere specifically to
find me? Even what | was doing before, you know everything."
"Pretty much." Christian's tone was vague, "Unfortunately, ah, you were at the Riveria Haze party and had your privacy exposed. |
wanted to save the day and play it cool. | just didn't think Justin would be even faster. What a bummer."
He said, and his eyes flicked to Joyce's stomach. She was dressed loosely and without looking closely, he did not notice her belly
even.
"I didn't expect you to have an affair with the heir of the Henderson family. Joyce, how many other things do you have that | don’t
know? I'm surprised every time." Christian hooked his lips and ruffled his hanging forehead hair.
"lI don't think that | need to talk to you about that. We don't know each other very well, we've only met a few times." Joyce returned
coldly.
"How is it possible? We obviously know each other very well, OK? We've even taken a ride together. | even helped you clear your
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmname."
Christian said cheekily, "By the way, every t| send you a message, you do not return. Look at your phone yourself, there are at
least hundreds of messages!"
"Sorry, | blocked your message, so | can't see it." Joyce didn't want to talk any more nonsense, ignored his presence and just
walked forward, trying to cross him directly.
To her surprise, today, Christian didn’t plan to just stand aside. He suddenly reached out an arm to stop her, forcing Joyce to step
back, until she was against the railing, and then he one-handedly controlled her in a small space.
Joyce's breath got slightly stagnant. She had no idea exactly what he was going to do, and she did not dare to move.
"You blocked my messages, | will be angry!"
Christian locked his arms around her and slowly removed his sunglasses with the other hand...
Showing his pair of dazzling, bewitching cocoa-colored phoenix eyes...