“It doesn't matter. It's just that if Miss Knowles loves beef, I know a place in the Capital that is quite famous." Luther smiled, "Why don't we give it a try tomorrow."

"Thanks, but no." Joyce grimaced.

He just would never give up every single opportunity, right? What a cheeky man.

"Strange, Miss Knowles, why is there no fork on your plate? How inconvenient it must be to eat like that." Luther kindly pointed it out, and then, he walked to the dining table next to her, took a fork and put it on her plate.

“Thanks. I left it on the dining table earlier. It doesn't matter, and I'll just use a spoon.”

Joyce glanced at him faintly, and she felt a bit worried.

Did he find something? Or did he see her throw her fork and hit the younger Mr. Walsh in the back of his hand?

adding another fork to her plate, because

now she was perhaps too impulsive. She should think about it before she did such a

really a bit too

Luther continued his

Walsh's hand. And your fork is missing from you plate. Could that be the same fork? The one that was stuck in his hand

She listened and frowned.

at imagining. You won't think that I did it, right?" She coolly swept him a glance, "I am

good at so many things. I just have a reasonable doubt.” He suddenly moved closer to her and leaned into her ear, "If you want to know who did it, you can just check the surveillance." Joyce was stunned. Damn it, she forgot about something

bit her lip, a

thought it made

place, and how could they install surveillance cameras here? This

bluffed by Luther. He was deliberately

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