After saying that, Juanita dropped her hand quickly and buried her head deeper, not daring even to breathe.

Luther took the paper towel and wiped the remnants of lip glaze from Joyce's lips on his thin lips.

He then threw the paper towel into the trash can and left the dressing room in stride without looking back.

Juanita looked at his distant back. Her boss seemed quite embarrassed today, his eyes freezing cold. She flinched but in the meanwhile felt fortunate that her boss did not tear her into pieces on the spot.

She walked into the cubicle and couldn't help but exclaim.

It was almost a ruin on the floor. What could have happened here? The dresses were discarded on the floor, the table was now empty, the combs were swept off to the floor, and there were various bottles, jars, and tissue boxes lying on the floor...

Oh my God, she hurriedly knelt down to clean up the mess. It would be bad for the others to see.

As she cleaned up, she thought of what she saw just now.

It just felt wrong.

That's why Joyce was forcibly

so that was

The other side.

all the way to the remote warehouse next

back against the wall, panting heavily to calm

while she had been running,

ground to hide. "Joyce, calm down. He's getting married to Charlotte, and

Luther

roof, she seemed to have had too much contact with Luther lately and should try to avoid

a good way to

was catching her breath and smoothing her long, messy hair, a figure emerged from

it's been a long time." The seductive

when she saw the man, she frowned, "It's you?

appearance. It would be quite hard to not remember such

name, you broke my heart." He gently patted his chest, "Here, it's going to break." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

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