Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 619

Noon.

Luther was in Clarenworth, finishing up the project's wrap-up meeting, having lunch with the project director, and making arrangements for follow-ups. When it was all over, he set out for his journey back to Khebury.

Casey drove and Luther sat in the rear seat. Soon, the Bentley was on the highway.

"The Clarenworth property project was not very profitable overall, but the price we paid for this is not small. President, should we stop working with them in the future?" Casey said with a little bit of resentment.

In his opinion, Clarenworth's project was full of surprises and stumbles. Most importantly, the president was also involved in a car accident on his way to Clarenworth because of the project, and lost his memory. Luckily, the president's life was not in danger.

The gains were few, and the price paid was heavy.

This project might not seem like a good deal, and the benefits did not even outweigh the costs.

"Not exactly." Luther reclined on the seat and closed his eyes, "This is their first real estate contact, so we can’t expect it would go smoothly. However, their background should not be underestimated. Actually, they own numerous lands. As far as I know, the coastal area along the border of Clarenworth and Khebury is basically controlled by them. So, working with them on real estate projects, even if we lose money, we are still paving our way for the future."

"President, you mean, you want the harbor in their hands?" Casey was slightly surprised. He didn't even know that the president was so ambitious!

"Hmm. In the long run, while we have a firm grip on the domestic market, the R&S Group still needs to own an entire seaport in order to expand its international business in the future." Luther said lightly.

"Hmm." Luther looked at his watch, "It's almost two o'clock. Drive faster and get me to the court by three thirty."

After saying that, he took out a blanket and covered himself with it, ready to rest. A heavy tiredness came over him. After the last few days of strenuous work, he needed a good rest.

"Okay, President." Casey adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner and turned on the fresh air system to make sure the car was comfortable.

Arriving at the Khebury court by three thirty? He looked at the navigation, and it was simply too late; he would need to be speeding the entire time to do so. He knew what Luther was going to do at the court – it had to be to about the divorce with Joyce.

Thinking about it, he could not help but feel pity within his heart. After all, he looked at Joyce, too, in a different light. A girl, with overwhelming intelligence, and overwhelming design talent, was rare.