Chapter 350


    Juanita thought to herself that Joyce must have worked all nightst night.


    She got up early to buy breakfast and came early to their office on the 12th floor.


    The door to the lounge was closed, so she opened it without thinking and went in.


    But what she saw did surprise her.


    Her boss was now sitting on the bed with his back against the pillow and his arms around Joyce, while


    Joyce rested her head on the slightly open chest of her boss, and her hand had even reached into his


    shirt.


    What a heartwarming … and ambiguous scene…


    Juanita couldn''t help but scream out.


    Then, she hurriedly covered her mouth and looked around. Fortunately she came early and there was


    no one else in the office.


    Luther was already very alert in his sleep, and the moment he heard the movement, he immediately


    opened his eyes.


    He subconsciously narrowed his eyes and shot straight at Juanita with displeasure.


    The arms instinctively hold Joyce more tightly, like he was protecting her.


    "I''m sorry, I''m sorry." Juanita was shocked by Luther''s harsh gaze, and she apologized repeatedly,


    "Boss, I didn''t mean to!"


    After saying that, she hurriedly put the sandwich in her hand on the floor, "Breakfast on the floor, I''ll go


    out first, sorry, boss, sorry."


    She hurriedly exited and closed the door behind her.


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    A long sigh of relief. Fortunately the two of them were fully clothed, so she did not see any


    inappropriate scenes. But it was certainly not her fault, who would have thought that the president of


    the R&S Group would sleep in a tiny lounge.


    Joyce was awakened by Juanita''s screams, but she was too sleepy to wake up and didn''t want to open


    her eyes.


    But why did it feel so strange underneath her? She seemed to be sleeping on something?


    And, her hand was touching something that felt hard, and she closed her eyes and touched it again,


    and it was flexible.


    "I can''t guarantee anything if you keep moving around."


    A low warning came from a voice that was both maic and familiar.


    It was Luther''s voice. Joyce was startled and she instantly sobered up. Her beautiful eyes widened and


    she looked incredulously at the handsome face in front of her, turning her head to look around. It was


    obvious they were in the lounge.


    However, she clearly remembered that Luther leftst night, and finally she finished her drawing and


    fell asleep directly on the table.


    When did she even sleep in the lounge? Also, why was Luther here?


    And, she was sleeping on top of him?


    Could it be that the two of them slept herest night?


    "Get your hands off me!" Luther''s handsome face did not look good, and he was holding back so hard.


    It waste already, and her colleagues would alle to work. Even if he wanted her again, he


    understood that he could not do that, and he could only try to hold back with gritted teeth.


    However, even if he had a strong determination, he could not withstand her unconscious flirtation, too


    seductive.


    He had even envisioned countless times in his mind, about having her right on the spot.


    Joyce was reminded by him, only to realize that her hand was ced in the wrong ce.


    As if she was electrocuted, she hurriedly removed her hand and sat up.


    "How did you get to sleep here?"


    "Why not?" His long, slender legs crossed from the bed to the floor.


    A few of the buttons of his shirt had been off after the night. He reached out, and buttoned them up one


    by one, with his usual elegant and charming movements.


    "You!"


    Joyce was furious. She worked overtime originally to avoid him, but did not expect that he would take


    advantage of her and slept with her in such a tiny room.