"I can't believe you admitted it! You're sick." Joyce's beautiful eyes were wide open. She simply could not believe what she heard.
Although she was suspicious, the way he had just shamelessly admitted everything made her furious.
Luther leisurely brushed his teeth and carefully shaved the newly emerged scruff. After cleaning himself up, he stepped out of the shower and met Joyce's beautiful eyes, which were burning with fire.
"I really can't think of any reason why you would do that?" She held back desperately, questioning through clenched teeth.
"You're about to get engaged, and you're not worried about the effect on your reputation?"
In the first place, they had told everyone they were just married under false pretenses and that was also what the media said - Luther took care of his girlfriend for Justin, and when Justin made it to the throne of the Henderson family, he returned her to him intact. His image had thus not been criticized.
And right now, his engagement to Charlotte was imminent.
He now told the whole world, he, who was having just a fake marriage with her, spent a whole sweet night with her on a seaside hotel.
Once the media reported the news, there would be irreparable damage to his image.
"Take your time if you can't think of anything. These little things don't affect me." Luther elegantly rolled up his cuffs, completely unconcerned.
He took out his cell phone and dialed Aaron's number.
"Boss, I've arrived at the hotel. Ready to go at any time. The breakfast you want is also ready." Aaron answered the call and respectfully returned.
"Bring my clothes along with it. By the way, clear away all the reporters surrounding the entrance." He ordered indifferently.
"Yes, boss."
Luther poured himself a cup of hot water, held it in his hand and shook it gently. He then turned his head to look at Joyce, "We'll take Aaron's car back later. If you're going to Motor City, he can drive you there too."
Joyce finally understood.
"Did you do this on purpose? You wanted the Henderson family to see this? You brought me here by force last night, and this is what you want?!" She looked at him in surprise, "You wanted to prevent me from marrying into the Henderson family?"
"What, you want to marry into the Henderson family so badly you're scared? Disappointed?"
He was staring at her, not letting go of any expression on her face.
Joyce shrugged off his arm with cold eyes and a sarcastic laugh.
Originally, she thought she had used him, but to her surprise, it was quite the opposite…
She was really, really asking for it.
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