Chapter 592 Sandraâs Plan
She propped her face with one hand, her fingernails gently tracing over the back of Joeâs hand, her eyes revealing a hint
of seduction. âThere are some secrets of the Faulkner Family that I cannot mention here. Shall we go upstairs for a more
detailed discussion?â
Joe nodded slightly, and the two of them walked out of the banquet hall, one in front of the other.
Inside the elevator, Sandraâs vision gradually became blurred. She felt drowsy and flushed, her voice turning sweet and
sticky.
Yes, everything tonight was well within Sandraâs plan.
She had bribed a waiter in advance, faking a sealed bottle of red wine. In reality, she had laced the wine with a large
amount of illicit drugs that would cloud the mind and obliterate reason.
To make Joe believe the wine was safe, she had even drunk an entire glass of it herself without hesitation.
Sandra looked at Joe with a hazy smile. This man would finally belong to her.
Her overwhelming desire left her without reason, and she only knew that she was pulled into a room where they became
entangled in a frenzyâ¦
Outside the room, Joe listened to the unbearable sounds emanating from within. He spoke to his bodyguards in a stern
tone, âKeep an eye on this room. Donât let her leave.â
If he hadnât received word that Sandra was planning something, he wouldnât have agreed to come here and waste time.
Back at the villa, as soon as Joe entered, he saw Mrs. River in the kitchen, preparing congee.
Mrs. River greeted him with a gentle smile. âThe fever has subsided. Perhaps it was due to excessive exertion. Sheâs
been complaining of hunger.â
Enter titleâ¦
Joe glanced at the bowl of congee on the table and said softly, âIâll take it up.â
Mrs. River naturally didnât refuse and placed the congee bowl on a tray.
Joe carried the congee bowl upstairs and happened to see Charlotte sitting on the couch, blow-drying her hair.
âWhy are you back so soon?â Charlotte was surprised to see Joe enter. It seemed too early.
Joe placed the congee on the small table next to Charlotte. âI finished what needed to be done and came back. There was
nothing worthwhile to say to those people.â
After saying this, he reached out to check Charlotteâs forehead temperature, ensuring she had cooled down, before finally
sighing in relief.
âWhat happened to you today?â Charlotte looked at Joe tentatively. Although he had been calm in front of her, she could
still sense that he didnât seem very happy.
Joe was stunned. âHow did you knowâ¦â
Charlotte suddenly smiled. âFirst, let me clarify that Iâm not blaming you for anything. When we first got married, you were
quite indifferent to me, so I started trying to observe your every move. For example, I noticed that when youâre unhappy,
you unbutton the second button of your collar, and when youâre happy, your hand unconsciously taps on the tableâ¦â
Before she could finish her sentence, Joe had already pulled her into his arms.
Charlotte blinked and then smiled. âBack then, I actually found it quite interesting, not as miserable as you might think.â
Joe pressed his lips together in silence.
Some might think he treated Charlotte very well, but only he knew it wasnât that simple.
Caring for her and giving her giftsâwas that enough? There were plenty of people in the world who could do those things.
If she wanted, he could easily present her with all the rare and exotic treasures she liked, but that would only be material
satisfaction.
Both he and Charlotte knew very well that the most precious and hardest-to-obtain thing in this world was a sincere heart.