Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 778

"Is it really okay? Mommy." Anderson sounded extraordinarily excited.

"Hmm. But I need you to promise me, you will stay with Uncle Kane and pretend you don't know me, and you can’t call me Mommy." Joyce cared.

At that moment, the phone was snatched up by Kane, "Sister, are you really taking Anderson to the dinner tomorrow?"

"Well, when I was at the center today, I heard that tomorrow's dinner will be quite fun and there are many sessions for the kids. The buffet is also top-notch. And I was thinking that Anderson hadn't been to such an event in a while, and it was time to let him have some fun." Joyce says.

"But, Sister ..."

"It's okay, just let him follow you, and you can say you are relatives. Anderson knows what to do."

"Okay. Sister. By the way, how's the exhibition going and what's the attitude of R&S Group?" Kane asked.

"R&S is fine. We will go to the site together some day, and we should be able to sign the contract. And I have got some progress from the military." Joyce said.

"Is it Mr. Robertson himself?" Kane sounded worried, "Sister. Do we have to do deal with the military? We can give it to other companies. I have friends in the media, and they've told me privately some rumors about Mr. Robertson."

"Oh, tell me about it." Joyce was a little tired and lay down on the bed.

"Mr. Robertson is a ruthless man and he has no mercy for those who are already useless to him. Some say he is psychopathic, like a hunter at the top of the pyramid, and he loves playing with his prey for fun. Moreover, he is also very lustful. Sister, we'd better not get too close to such a person." Kane finished in one breath. In fact, there weren’t that many people who could know so much about this Mr. Robertson, but he had got the entire Roberts Media behind him, the largest media company in the entire Pascaylia.

"Kane, I understand what you're saying. I'm sorry. I have some personal reasons and I have to get close to the military." Joyce apologized.

"Sister, I understand. I will help you, and you must be careful."

"Hmm. I know. I’m hanging up. Tomorrow night at five, International Exhibition Center, third floor ballroom. Please tell Anderson how sorry I am for missing the appointment tonight."

She reached up, rubbing her temples hard, and her mind was currently a total mess.

At this moment.

Suddenly, she heard a sharp fire alarm siren, which was so loud that it definitely could be heard by the entire building.

“Splash—"

Before Joyce sat up, the sprinklers on the top of the hotel room were all open, and she was immediately shrouded by the raining water and she was wet all over.

Hell.

She had stayed in so many hotels and had never experience something like this! And she was staying in a VIP suite on the top floor of such a premium hotel!