"Forget it. I don’t want to argue with you. You just can do what you love."

She got up, ready to leave.

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she turned around sharply and questioned, "What was Mr. Henderson talking about by substitute? What did that mean?"

Luther froze, overwhelmed by her question.

Justin doesn't know that Zora was Joyce and must think that he liked Zora just because Zora had a similar temperament to Joyce.

However, Joyce did not know that he had already figured out her identity.

If Justin hadn't pointed it out, it didn't occur to him that Joyce might mistakenly believe that he was approaching her in search of a "substitute".

God, what logic was this? He was getting himself so confused.

How could he explain to her that he actually knew she was "her"? When Joyce noticed that he didn't say anything, she was even more convinced that he really saw her as a substitute for "herself"... Was that why he clung to her all day long? She frowned deeply and suddenly felt very unhappy in her heart.

But on second thought, what was she so angry anyway?

you don't have anything to explain? I'm a substitute?"

a headache. He looked up and felt really clueless. He simply asked, "Could it

face darkened, "Jealous your

obvious that he should explain, but he kicked

remembered that I have a few people I need to visit tonight. I'l go talk to them for a few

up and unnaturally cleared his

he hurriedly left his

they continued, it would only

as he left

man could not give her a proper

and looked around. Strangely, Juanita

she hadn't seen

Charlotte had been resting at

exactly was Charlotte doing

lounge for

sofa. She got nothing

for the fact that she needed to represent the military tonight and go up on stage to receive flowers from the donees, she wouldn't want to come to any charity party, especially the ones about orphans. Cecelia donated a large sum of money

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