Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 620

Moreover, in his opinion, only Joyce could be worthy of the president and become the mistress of this huge business empire.

He always felt that the president was extremely far-sighted in terms of business investment. But in terms of feelings, it seemed... very lacking ...

However, he would still work for what the president wished.

Casey just had to step on the gas and go over the speed limit.

Meanwhile, after Joyce had a pleasant lunch with her colleagues, she first moved her luggage back to Eden Apartment and then arrived at the court at two thirty sharp.

She made several appointments, for 3:00, 3:15, 3:30, and even 4:00 in advance, just in case Luther would be late.

After waiting for a few moments, Aaron arrived first.

After all, he had Luther's ID.

Aaron handed Luther's ID to Joyce and said, "Joyce, you take it first. I'll go downstairs to the parking lot and wait there." Saying that, he hurriedly turned around and left. In fact, he didn't want to witness the scene of Boss and Joyce's divorce and intentionally walked away. At the thought of their separation, even he, a bystander, felt helpless and sour in his heart.

"Good." Joyce took Luther's ID and put it in her own bag.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Luther.

"I'm here at the court already."

After thinking about it, she sent another one.

"Where are you? When will you arrive?"

After waiting for a few moments, he didn't see Luther text back and wondered what he was doing.

Joyce didn't want to call him. She had reminded him yesterday and there was no way he would forget today.

Forget it, she would just wait patiently.

Time passed, and it was almost three, and Luther still did not appear. Joyce began to get impatient.

She stood up anxiously and walked back and forth. She made a few more appointments, checking her watch every now and then.

Damn, what the hell was Luther doing? She could not believe he hadn't arrived yet.

On the other hand, Casey was still driving on the highway.

It was about three o'clock, and the car had reached 180 yards and was entering the hilly, rough road where Clarenworth met Khebury. Casey had to slow down, otherwise it was very dangerous. He drove carefully all the way.

There were some roads ahead with steep gradients, some sharp turns, and a section of road where he could not even see the car in front of him at all.

Casey was more careful and didn't dare to speed up at all.

To his surprise, suddenly, a white car in front flashed a violent red emergency tail light. The scarlet color shone straight to his eyes! He instantly tensed up. With that, a loud crash sounded outside the car window, as well as the sharp sound of brakes.

He then saw that the white car in front crashed into the pickup truck in front of it.

Then the only thing he could see was just the raising dust and smoke, forming a gray fog, resulting in a complete lack of vision ahead.

Casey hurriedly slammed on the brakes, but unfortunately his car was too fast, and his speed dropped too slowly, and he was too close to the white car in front of him.

By the time he realized, it was too late to put the brakes on again.

"Bang!" The Bentley crashed directly into the white car in front...