Chapter 164


    "Between you and Luther, I see that you''ve been getting along quite welltely." Stephanie suddenly


    said, "I''ve watched Luther fall for you, and if you change your mind, I can help you."


    Joyce froze and quickly denied it, "No, obviously not. Grandma, don''t think too much about it. He has


    Charlotte and is about to give you a grandson. If I can''t be your granddaughter-inw, I can be your


    goddaughter."


    "Huh." Stephanieughed meaningfully.


    She could feel the changes in the way Luther looked at Joyce. Whenever Luther was with her, he


    would always ask about Joyce. When Joyce was at home, he would always look at her. When Joyce


    was not at home though, even though he was at home, his heart was not. Of course, she saw all of it.


    "Joyce, tell me about your past. I''m curious." Stephanie asked with a gentle look.


    "I''ve told you about how I grew up in an orphanage and went to college. I''ve told you all about the first


    aid volunteer training." Joyce sat up next to Stephanie and leaned on her shoulder.


    "I like to hear about your past. Do you have any hobbies? Tell me all about them." Stephanie took


    Joyce''s hand and caressed the back of Joyce''s hand with a rxed look.


    "Hmm." Joyce thought for a moment, "I grew up loving to shoot. When I was young, I used to be good


    at slingshotting those bad kids, and although we were all orphans, no one around dared to bully us.


    Then after school, my talents were discovered by the school and I was sent to learn to shoot. I once


    won the championship in the 50m pistol juniorpetition, and then gave up shooting for some


    reasons." She has never told anyone about her shooting past, and when she told her grandmother


    today, she only told the general story, leaving out the Justin part.


    "Pistol shooting?!" Stephanie shuddered slightly. Just suddenly she got a strange feeling, but she didn’t


    know what could be wrong. This hobby was really quite special. She could not see that Joyce was even


    a marksman.


    After the two made small talk for a while.


    Joyce looked up at the Western clock in the living room and stood up, "Grandma, it''s time for me to go


    to work."


    Oddly enough, she didn''t have to work today, but Casey still called her toe over, knowing that


    these matters could be handled on Monday.


    "Hmm." Stephanie knew in her heart that she was the one who had asked Casey to arrange for Joyce


    toe back today.


    Joyce looked around and wondered, "Strange, why don''t I see Mr. Arnold today?"


    "I''ll give him two days off." Stephanie said, "It''s okay, you go to work. Mr. Arnold had the meal all ready


    when he left in the morning."


    "Oh, I''ll be done working by 5 p.m. I''ll buy groceries ande back to make you dinner. How about we


    make your favorite snowke beef?" Joyce smiled sweetly.


    "Good, good." Stephanie''s smile widened.


    "Let''s go." Joyce took her coat and got up to leave.


    Before going out, she noticed that the parlor was neatly lined with a full set of tea equipment.


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    Like, she was going to have guests at home today?


    She nced back at Stephanie, and it was then that she noticed that Stephanie was dressed rather


    formally today.


    For a long time, Stephanie lingered on her death bed, wearing a white tunic that could be easily


    changed every day.


    Today, however, Stephanie had changed into a loose andfortable dress, and her hair had been


    carefullybed. Apparently, Stephanie was about to meet guests today.


    Joyce frowned slightly. Stephanie even gave Mr. Arnold days off. Who could she want to see?


    However, it was her grandmother''s personal business, so she couldn''t ask too many questions. She


    changed her shoes and left the Warner family.