Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 92

And no matter how things would end.

Right now, there were more important things for him to do.

"Do you remember what you drank last night and who you had contact with?" Luther inquired.

Joyce thought carefully, "I didn't dare to drink last night. In the end, Lauren insisted that I make a toast to her, and then I had a glass of champagne. Then it didn't take long before everyone began to leave and go home."

"Lauren?" Luther propped his chin up with one hand and he frowned.

He remembered how Lauren had targeted Joyce the last time. He was afraid there was something wrong with Lauren. He should not be hesitant, and he should have dealt with it earlier.

"Lauren still dares to give you a hard time in the project team?" He asked unhappily.

"It's actually okay, I can handle it." She was reluctant to judge others, not to mention that Lauren was never so tough as she might seem to be.

"Never drink anything else? Think about it."

"No really." Joyce tried to recall, but she thought that the juice Charlotte had given her couldn't count, and all night long, she'd had quite a few other juices, "Juice with dinner, and really only one glass of wine."

"I'll look into it. Things are definitely not simple." Luther said in a cold voice. It was just way too bold for anyone just to drug his wife like that.

Joyce asked, "By the way, how would you just happen to call me right after I just ran into that man in the alley?"

At that time, she encountered that man who sprayed her with ether sprays several times. The phone happened to be ringing, and she had a vague impression that it was him calling.

Luther glanced at her lightly, "You should thank Juanita. She was the one who thought something was wrong with you and called Aaron to try to get Aaron to pick you up from Club Haven."

"Oh." Joyce was grateful that Juanita truly considered her a friend.