Juanita looped her arm through Joyce's, smiling radiantly.
Joyce's expression was a bit stiff, as she didn't like being in front of the camera.
"Sis, smile. Your expression is too stiff. Sis, smile a little more, Sis..." Kane called toward the lens.
"Sis, good, just like that. I'm going to take the picture, one, two, three--"
"Click!" Kane pressed the shutter.
Luther didn't like Kane calling Joyce "Sis" so intimately over and over.
He said in dissatisfaction, "Calling her Sis this and Sis that, how come I don't hear you call me brother-in-law?"
Kane was stunned for a moment. "... "
Jealous flames burned in his eyes. Calling him brother-in-law? In his dreams! Don't even think about it! He was so angry his teeth itched, but there was nothing he could do.
Joyce had just finished taking the pictures when Kane suddenly called out, "Wait! Sis, let's take one together too! We've never taken a picture alone together before."
As he spoke, Kane handed the camera to his assistant and ran up.
Juanita moved aside to make space. Kane immediately filled it.
He moved as close to Joyce as possible, just short of taking her arm, and posed.
Without warning, Luther stepped up to stand beside Joyce, possessively putting his arm around her waist and pulling her against him. "Sis, when little brother takes pictures, brother-in-law should join too. That makes it a family photo. Go on, take it."
Luther adjusted his stance, shockingly cool and handsome.
Kane's face was black -- Luther was doing in on purpose, wasn't he? He was so stingy he wouldn't even let him have one picture alone with Joyce! That was just petty! He was so angry he wanted to gnash his teeth, but he was helpless to do anything.
Juanita went to Karl's side, leaning into the crook of his arm, and sighed. "Ah, Mr. Warner's jealousy is really too much. It's written all over his face."
Karl just smiled. "He's always been like this."
"That's true. With such an outstanding wife, there must be many coveting her. Poor Mr. Warner, on guard day and night, his days must be so tiring." Juanita shook her head, looking at him sympathetically.
"There are also countless women desiring Mr. Warner. But compared to Joyce, they are far lacking, not even qualified to compare." Karl said mildly.
Kane's assistant finished taking pictures of them.
Luther was generous enough to let Kane take a picture alone with Joyce in the end. Then he took one alone with Joyce himself. Come to think of it, he didn't even have a wedding photo with Joyce, so this was a lack he had to remedy. And they didn't have a wedding ceremony either.
Joyce hated having her picture taken most of all.
After several rounds, her impatience was already showing on her face.
At this time Juanita pulled Karl over. "Joyce, let's take one together, us three."
Of course Joyce wouldn't refuse. She quickly put on a smile. "Alright."
Juanita and Karl stood on either side of her.
"One, two, three, keep smiling--" Kane pressed the shutter, taking a shot of the three of them.
The weather and sunlight today were very suitable.
After they finished, Juanita stepped back out.
"Karl, take one alone with Joyce too. You don't have a solo picture to remember her by either, right? Kane just took one earlier." Juanita said, grinning.
Karl was startled, his brows faintly knitted. He didn't have a picture alone with Joyce, that was true.
But was it appropriate? Would Juanita mind? After all, with his feelings for Joyce... Juanita wasn't unaware.
"Forget it, I don't need one." Karl shook his head, declining.
"Oh come on, why's a grown man being so coy? Joyce didn't say she minds, and Mr. Warner didn't make a peep either." Juanita went up and dragged Karl back to Joyce's side.
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