Chapter 1653: You're Not a Local

Joyce walked into the emergency room, where people were bustling back and forth.

She stood there for a moment and reached out to grab a doctor who was coming out of the emergency room.

She asked, "Excuse me, is the elderly man who was brought in stable?"

"How is my grandfather doing?" came a deep voice from behind almost at the same time.

Joyce was taken aback and instinctively turned her head.

The man who had just gotten out of the luxury car turned out to be the grandson of the old man. The old man seemed either wealthy or influential, and the grandson was just as ostentatious.

It was the first time the man got a close look at Joyce's appearance; he had only seen her back before. He was shocked by her beauty. Her eyes were like obsidian, with subtly arched eyebrows that gave her a sharp and heroic look. The corners of her eyes and lips were also full of charm, combining all the beautiful qualities in one person.

Not only was she beautiful, but she was also kind-hearted, helping a stranger in need.

The man took off his sunglasses, not hiding his amazed gaze.

Joyce glanced at him and was also slightly surprised when he took off his sunglasses. This man had rare phoenix eyes, which were in perfect proportion to his handsome face. No wonder he dyed his hair silver; it gave him a foxy charm.

In short, he was very attractive, the type that most women would flock to.

Having seen many handsome men, Joyce merely glanced at him without much interest.

At this moment, the doctor answered them, "He is no longer in danger. The rescue was timely. Wait for about an hour, and he will wake up, then you can go in and see him."

Upon hearing that the old man was safe, Joyce turned to leave. However, the man suddenly reached out an arm to stop her.

that you saved my grandfather.” “It was just lending a hand," Joyce

it weren't for you, my grandfather's life would have been in danger. I want to

man's lips curved into a smile, his gaze captivating, as if emitting an electric charge.

know that Joyce had no intention

need to thank me. You don't need to know who I

fell, his

to the Young Master like this?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt

someone who saved our lives," Reuben

actions and

to their attitude, they were different from the people of Pascaylia. She had a feeling that they were not from Pascaylia but from Rohomes. It was strange why there were always people from Rohomes

suspect that something was happening or about to happen behind

don't tell me your name, but I still have

coolly, linking her arm and glancing at her watch. "I have to go now. Please don't block me. If you have the time, you should pay more attention to your grandfather. The child who wants to support his parents will not wait

smiled, "You've given me advice, and I will remember it. But the doctor just said that we have to wait for about an hour before we can go in. I can't see my grandfather now. You don't want to tell me your name, and you don't want to give me your phone

pointed outside the door, "At least let me invite you for a cup

coffee

an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and didn't

"Okay."

arrived at the

of coffee

Joyce replied as she

an iced Americano,”

turned and went to order the coffee. Joyce glanced

a cool tone, she asked, "You're not

a little surprised, "Oh, is it

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