Back to the Warner family’s main house.

Joyce accompanied her grandmother for dinner and talked with her for a while. The two talked and laughed.

Joyce’s face was calm, as if the thing had never happened.
There was no denying that Grandma was in a much better mood since Joyce arrived.

Joyce would also give her grandmother massages from time to time to ease the pain caused by her lung cancer treatment.

Luther thought it would be worth it. His grandmother had brought him up all by herself, and he just war her to be happy for the last days of her life.

After Grandma fell asleep, Joyce returned to her room.

Although she stayed in Luther’s luxurious room for a few days, she never took a closer look at it since she came and went in a hurry each time.

Today she found that there was a storage room in the bedroom. After opening the door, a burst of cold air spread.

Inside were rows and rows of wine cabinets. A whole room for the wines? So extravagant.

She opened one of the crystal cabinet doors, which held all kinds of foreign wines she had never seen before.

smallest bottle, opened it, and poured

Suddenly she

drank it off.

hot, and the body a little numb. And then

good. She didn’t want to think about anything right now, the more numb the better. One glass, then another, and

all over her body. She tried to stand up, but her legs were weak

good to

shoes appeared

with confused eyes.

legs. And then upper, she saw a pair of deep black eyes under the straight brows,

beautiful man on earth.

did it

so good-looking.” She giggled up at him, drunk

the woman who lay prostrate.

her tilted head, slightly curved and watery eyes were

empty bottle next to him, and couldn’t

woman actually drank up the Spade A champagne he had been saving for

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