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Chapter 135
Chapter 135
Luther couldn't figure out what kind of connection Joyce and Christian could have.
What the Ballard family was to Khebury is what the godfather was to the mobs. Although they had been
doing some decent business these years, they got to where they were with sword and blood. There NôvelDrama.Org owns this.
were many versions of the legend of the Ballard family. There was only one thing these versions all had
in common - this family had tremendous power in both the underworld and in the government.
The most important thing was that the Ballard family and the Warner family had quite a long-stand
feud.
He once suspected that the OGW, which had been after him several times, was more or less
connected to the Ballard family.
And Joyce, surprisingly, had a connection with Christian.
Not only were they in contact, but they were also acting close to each other.
It was like they were kissing? He was outraged to think that Joyce had just kissed himself and was now
having an affair with Christian. His heart set off a shocking wave, his fists tightly closed.
Not far away, Joyce seemed to be following Christian along in the direction of the parking lot.
He followed along, trying his best to avoid Christian's sight.
Finally, he saw Joyce get into a black Aston Martin driven by Christian.
He was beyond shocked and slammed his fist angrily into the parking sign beside him.
“Joyce, after all, I underestimated you.”
How many more secrets did you have? How much more could you do?
During this period of time, it seemed that he had been somewhat enchanted by her.
If she really approached him on purpose to gain his trust, then her purpose has been achieved.
The other side.
Joyce was sitting in Christian's Aston Martin sports car.
Christian reached out to fasten her seat belt for her and she refused, "No thanks, I'll do it myself."
After saying that, "click", she buckled herself.
"Two hours, no more. I have to get back to work." She said coldly.
"Good." Christian deliberately trailed off as he put on his sunglasses, leaned lazily and sensually on the
seat, started the sports car, and drove away from the parking lot.
The convention center was not far from the highway entrance, and soon they drove onto the highway.
The weather was very good, and the sky is blue, clear, and refreshing.
"Other women would be lining up to get a ride in my car. How does it feel? Isn't it great?" Christian drow
his car in a careless position, with his one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand on the
window edge, trying to flirt with Joyce.
Any other woman would have been charmed by him at this moment.
Joyce said, "Please, watch the road, don't look at me. I'll get sick if I just sway around like this. If you
can't do it, hold the steering wheel with both hands at the same time!"
"Ahem." Christian nearly choked. Good spicy character, very much to his taste.
"Take a ride with you, and I did. Tell me, what do you want?" Joyce asked bluntly. She was always
direct and didn't want to drag things out.
"Why don't you want Luther to know that you saved him?" Christian avoided her questions.
"For no particular reason." Joyce looked out the window at the beautiful scenery that flew by.
The memory of that night's pain was carved into her body. She wanted to forget but the memories just
kept coming back. Now that she knew who it was that night that took her virginity, she had no regrets in
her heart.
She should consider it a dog bite, and virginity did not matter that much nowadays.
It's just one night, and there's no need to take it to her heart.
"Is it because of Charlotte?" Christian glanced at her.
Joyce was stunned that he knew so much.
"As far as I know, the Warner family and the Heath family had a marriage contract. Even if it’s not about
the contract. The Heath family holds great power. If the two families can join hands, it would only make
them even more powerful." Christian sneered. If something like that should happen, it would be more
difficult to deal with Luther.