You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 356

Riveria Haze, VIP box.

Today, Rodney of the Heath family came in person, and as a courtesy Luther came early to the box.

Jacqueline came even earlier and saw Luther walk in, her hanging heart finally could rest. Before she had been worried that he would not want to deal with the Heath family and simply would not come.

She hurriedly walked up and said, "Luther, it's good that you're here. The old Mr. Heath is old and not in good health, so when you talk later, be careful not to stimulate him."

Luther scanned the box, "Where's Shelly?"

"Oh, I told her to come back a little later, when the party started." Jacqueline said back.

"Well, don't let her get mixed up with it." Luther sat down on the couch, folded his long legs, and began to look through his phone.

He had heard about the reversal of the plot on the major forums today regarding the matter between Charlotte and Joyce.

At the moment, he was looking through the comments on the major forums.

He looked gloomy enough with his deeply furrowed eyebrows. It surprised him that even his fake marriage with Joyce was now made public, this must be the manipulation of those in the know.

Now, major online comments were all very unfavorable to Joyce, accusing her of being a homewrecker and calling for her to divorce and give up her position as the president's wife. Instead they all support the daughter of the Heath family and they asked to let the child have a full home.

He propped one hand on his jaw and frowned. It was time to talk to the Heath family.

A few moments later, the door of the box was gently pushed open.

Cecelia was dressed to the nines today, wearing an ankle-length white dress and holding a pearl-studded dinner bag. She pushed open the door, supported Rodney, and slowly walked in.

Rodney was wearing a military uniform and he looked just extra dazzling today with all the shining shoulder patches and those rows of medals on his chest. Although on a crutch, he was full of spirit, eyes shining. He was old, but age did not deprive him of the majestic temperament.

Luther had a natural respect for him.

He stood up and called out respectfully, "Mr. Heath, how do you do? Hello, Auntie."

Jacqueline also came forward and shook Cecelia's hand with a guilty look on her face, "Cecelia, it must have been a long trip."

Cecelia gently patted the back of Jacqueline's hand, "We are family, so no need to talk about that, it's okay."

Charlotte then followed and walked in.

She was still dressed simply plain today in a lotus-colored dress, with an emerald jade brooch on her chest. Although wearing light makeup, her face still looked pale, her skin almost transparent.

She feigned nervousness, her hands clutching the handles of her tote bag, and when she saw Luther, she showed a look of bewilderment and called down, "Luther."

Luther glanced faintly at Charlotte.

Although Charlotte looked delicate and mild at the moment.

However, he always felt that she just could not fit in when she stood next to Cecelia and Rodney.

It was hard to imagine that such a family of warlords with great power would give birth to such a fragile woman.

He had never had a good feeling for fragile women.

Who did Charlotte inherit such a personality from?

Rodney spoke up first, "Everybody just sit down."

At the word, Cecelia, Jacqueline, Charlotte and others took their seats in turn.

Luther also sat down on the couch.

With elders present, it was natural for the elders to speak first.

Rodney's voice was loud and clear, not lacking in authority, "Today, the Heath family and the Warner family, all here, sit down to talk about the marriage of the two families. Our two families have a long history of friendship, and Stephanie and I had a great friendship in the early years. When Charlotte was first born, the two families had agreed that the eldest son and daughter would marry. Cough …" he said, coughing a few times.