Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 25

Joyce shouted coldly, "Don't touch me! I'll call the police myself."

Luther noticed the commotion in the store and came over.

The next moment, Joyce was pulled into a warm embrace. A thick and firm chest, full of security, made her instantly settled down.

The guard was then kicked by Luther.

The clerk was stunned.

Such manner! The man must be rich and respectable as well!

At first glance, the high quality handmade suit was from the top designers. Two sapphire cufflinks alone were worth a million.

Luther asked unhappily, "What happened?"

This woman was always making troubles.

"I have an extra silk scarf in my bag." Joyce was helpless, "Call the police, check the surveillance video."

The clerk was wise and then waved her hand, "No, no, it must be a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Luther sneered.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Aaron, giving him the name and address of the store, "You have ten minutes to buy the store."

Joyce was stunned. Was he making such a big deal about it?

Shelly, who had been hiding on the second floor, heard Luther's voice and tried to escaped. She couldn't imagine that her brother would accompany Joyce to buy clothes. Luther discovered Shelly who was at the corner, "Shelly, get the hell down!"

Shelly was scared and her legs had gone weak as she stumbled down the stairs, "Luther, why are you here?"

"What did you do?!" Luther's black eyes were filled with anger, making people shudder.

Caught in flagrante delicto, Shelly had to admit, "Sorry, I just wanted to play a prank."

Luther stared at Shelly, "I'll deal with you when I get back."

At that moment, the telephone of the store suddenly rang.

The clerk was almost petrified after hearing the call. She looked at Luther and could hardly believe it, "From now on, you are the new owner of this store......'

The store was bought in a matter of minutes. It took not only financial resources, but also deep connections.

This was his ability that he could get anything he wanted.

The clerk finally recognized the man in front of her as Luther, Khebury's most valuable man and the head of the R&S Group.

It was over and she was definitely going to get fired.

Shelly also did not expect that her brother would buy the whole store for such a small thing.

She bowed her head and hurriedly left. She was fearful of making her brother angry if she still stayed here. And she resented Joyce even more.

Luther sat down on the sofa like a distinguished host.

The clerk rushed to serve a cup of aromatic coffee for him.

His long and slender legs were folded and his whole body was bathed in the sunlight. He looked at his cell phone. A simple action, but showed the ultimate elegance and charm.

"Take your pick. I like to shop in a quiet and soothing environment."

Joyce wanted to say that he didn't have to buy the whole store.

"You better shut up." Luther flipped up his phone abruptly and tossed over a word of warning.

Joyce rolled her eyes. That he loved to spend money was his business. Anyway, he was not spending her money.

The clerk diligently brought a lotus pink dress and respectfully said, "This is the newest designed by the chief designer this year. It is only one in Khebury. It is normally only on display and not for sale. It especially suits your temperament. Please come here to try it on."

Joyce took it. the design was simple, smooth lines, indeed good.

She changed her clothes and slowly walked out of the fitting room.

Luther looked up, and at that moment, he gasped.

The lotus pink skirt wrapped tightly around her perfect figure. Her chest was like undulating mountains, vaguely visible. The long and slender neck was as proud as a swan. Her crystal eyes were watery, bright and innocent, as if coming out of a painting.

Stunningly beautiful!

Luther recalled the night he was slapped. The wet clothes was also seductive like this.

Damn, that night he left in anger. He didn't teach her a lesson yet for that slap.

"You can try this same color shoes as well as the diamond studded handbags to match the dress." The clerk bent down on her knees to help Joyce get changed. The service the clerk was offering was the best.

"Is it okay?" Joyce was particularly annoyed with shopping, and her patience was at its limit.

"Not too bad." Luther cleared his throat, not saying what he really thought.

He stood up, "Let's go."

The clerk came forward attentively, "Let me help you take off the brand."

Joyce waved her hand, "Don't take it apart."

Luther raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"Temporarily borrow it. I'll return it to you."

Luther, "......"0000