Luther was silent for a moment.
He slowly spoke, "You sure can’t let your past hold you back. I hope Mr. Henderson will also come out soon and not just wallow in the sadness. This must not be what she wants."
He said as he pulled Joyce's hand under the table and held it firmly.
Justin trembled a bit. Yeah, if Joyce was still around, she wouldn't want him to be like this.
In the past, she gave everything she had to help him get back on his feet without complaint.
Now that he has fallen into the same kind of abyss again, she must not want him to repeat himself.
But now she was gone, no one could ever find anything about her.
What was he living for?
How could he bear it that Luther, who should be responsible for her disappearance the most, had gotten away with it all these years and found a new love.
"Huh. I'm not as thick-skinned as Mr. Warner. I won’t just have a random substitute like you."
Substitute? Joyce was stunned. Did he mean her?
Justin gave her a cold glare.
His eyes were fixed at the hands of Luther’s and hers that were clasped under the table all the time.
Although she looked different and had a different voice, she had a similar figure and temperament to Joyce.
Unexpectedly, Luther found himself such a substitute to replace Joyce.
"I just want to kindly warn you. Don't trust this man beside you, one slip-up and he'll have you in pieces." Justin warned her in a cold voice.
Joyce was stunned when she realized that Luther had been holding her hand, and she hurriedly drew back her hand and smiled awkwardly.
"Mr. Henderson must have misunderstood something. Between Mr. Warner and me, it's a partnership, and that's all." She explained.
"Let's hope so."
Justin grunted disdainfully.
He concluded to Luther, "Thank you anyway, Mr. Warner. I had prepared a blue diamond ring for my fiancée, and I have been looking for a matching blue diamond necklace. Today I finally got what I wanted."
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