"Anderson, bye, Mommy's leaving."

She smiled gently at Anderson and waved her hand.

"Bye, mommy."

Anderson made an air kiss at her.

"Come on, I'll take my car, and you take your own."

Her tone had turned much colder as she passed by Luther.

"Why? We are not going together?" Luther said goodbye to Anderson and then, in the hallway, followed Joyce's footsteps.

"Yeah, we are not going together, Mr. Warner."

Joyce gave him a slight glare, and then returned the jacket on her shoulder to him.

He clung to her every day like a sticker and went everywhere with her in public. What would others think about them? Would they think she was his date?

It was better for them to keep a certain distance.

see you at the venue

his car in the basement. What a

on her lately and felt that a minute

the Bentley

Luther's sports car far behind. She didn't want to

attracted the attention of countless women wherever he went,

not what

need to act low-key today and try to pry out some useful information. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

to arrive at the

was held in a multi-purpose

On the tables were all kinds of cold dishes, wine, flowers, and

children all with smiles on their faces and flowers in their hands. Presumably they were to give flowers to their donors near the

also saw

and they understood

table in the corner and sat down. She did not like to

people had come

a commotion and

such a reaction, it must

up and froze,

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