You Hit My Heart
Chapter 155

Casey saw that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right.He hurriedly rounded up the situation, “You all go back to work." Hecleared all the people out of the conference room, leaving some spacefor the president and the president's wife to handle the matterthemselves.

Charlotte sighed as she saw that everything was over, and left theconference room helplessly to return to her seat. She looked at thecomputer screen in a daze, and couldn't help but worry that afterShelly's fuss, it would be difficult for her to replace a chance to get at Joycefor a while.

And, Joyce was alert beyond her expectations.

It was all Shelly's fault. Just how dare she use such a trick? She hadwatched too many brainless TV shows, and maybe she thought it wasseamless, but it was actually full of loopholes. How could she trust justa random security guard, and there was no careful planningbeforehand.

Inside the meeting room.

Luther stared in silence at the blank paper in front of him, his face rigid.She even let him write this kind of shit. Afraid that he would go back onhis words?

"Ok. I'll write it, and you can just sign it." Joyce saw that he was stillmotionless, so she simply took the white paper from him, took out apen, and simply wrote a few sentences.

I, Luther, have received a payment from Joyce in two installments,totaling $800,000.

Received from: Joyce.

payee: blank.

“You sign here." Joyce handed Luther the pen.

Luther reluctantly took the pen and signed his name beautifully on thepaper. It always felt like she was missing something when she paid offthe money.

Joyce coldly reached out and tried to take this receipt note from underhis hand. However, she pulled a few times, but she could not move thepaper at all.

Luther pressed one hand on the receipt and asked in a cold voice, "Youasked me for money before, all for Justin's surgery?"

The idea that everything she did was probably for Justin, and that theperson she loved so much was Justin, depressed him to the core.This, coupled with her detached demeanor, cold expression, and thesense of distance unmistakably written on her face, made himextremely uncomfortable.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Joyce put her hands around herchest and looked at him coldly, "Anyway, we're clear today."

Her words carried a double meaning.

It could be both a monetary clearing and a mutual relationship clearing.His mouth parted, he wanted to say something, but finally, he saidnothing.

She looked really angry at what he did to her today. Although sheseemed not to mind the whole thing on the surface, he could sense thatshe was quite serious today, which made him feel even moredepressed.

He'd rather she act like a little wildcat and argue with him.

Instead of being so cold now.

But he couldn't pull himself together to explain.

Joyce took advantage of his distraction and took the receipt from underhis hand.

“If it's okay, it's time for me to leave." After saying that, she turnedaround to leave.

At that moment, however, Joyce was suddenly pulled from behind, herheels slipped, she leaned back, and finally, she stumbled back and satdirectly on his lap.

Luther smoothly wrapped his arms around her so that she wouldn't fallto the ground.

The softness of her body, and the fresh scent of her hair, made himslightly lost in thought, remembering yesterday's ambiguity in thecubicle. He couldn't help but fold his arms, and his body unconsciouslyreacted.

Meanwhile, Casey returned and saw Joyce sitting on Luther's lap.