Chapter 751

If she had known, she should not have followed the staff to come over.

She could simply send a formal letter informing Blue Maple Group that

she would not consider working with them.

She didn't expect that a meeting would lead to so many things.

She did not know that what happened just now had all been seen by

Luther.

Luther had heard the staff member mention something about Blue

Maple Group earlier and guessed that Miss Zora might be going to their

booth and talking about cooperation.

A small family business like Blue Maple Group certainly did not deserve

his attention.

He came along only to secretly observe this Miss Zora.

He never thought I would see such a wonderful scene.

Bravo.

This Miss Zora had never failed to surprise him. Although he had seen

what she could do last night in the elevator, the over-the-shoulder slam

just now was indeed quite something.

So it seemed that she had been quite merciful to him yesterday.

He was more or less disappointed in his heart however, because Joyce

did not know karate.

But he did not give up just because of that. After all, four years had

passed, it was not impossible for her to learn something.

The most important thing was, her valiant posture and proud

temperament was just the same as Joyce.

Her appearance might be changed, but never her temperament.

She might have lost her memory but her body memory and her habits

could not be changed.

Originally, he had a moment of hesitation and thought about stepping in

to help her.

He had never cared about the business of any others, let alone

standing up for a woman he didn’t know.

But he simply didn’t want her to suffer.

Little did he know that she didn't need anyone's help at all.

He had been overthinking.

This same scene, in the meanwhile, was seen by another man not far

away.

The man was sitting diagonally across from the café, and the dark

green military uniform he was wearing stood out from the crowd

immediately.

There were quite a lot of medals pinned on his chest, but the most

preeminent ones were the golden pentagram medals on each side of

his shoulder patches.

Under the countless spotlights in the hall, the medal was gleaming

brilliantly.

Anyone who knew a little bit about the history of the warlords should

know that in Pascaylia, the golden pentagram medals were the symbol

of a major.

A heptagram meant a major general, while a nonagram meant a

general.

A triangle meant the lowest ranking in the system.

In Pascaylia, even the president had to step aside in front of a warlord.

And only a Heath could become major generals or generals.

Majors had been at the pinnacle of the system reigned by warlords.

"Mr. Robertson, would you reconsider what I just said?" Mr. Davies,

who was sitting across from Mr. Robertson, asked cautiously.

Otis Robertson was quite popular in the system and for those who

wanted to get involved with the warlords, the first thing they needed to

do was to please Mr. Robertson.

However, Mr. Robertson's eyes seemed to be fixed on the booth of the

Blue Maple Group for a while.

He seemed to be quite interested in the beautiful woman who had just

made a mess there.

However, he obviously had heard that the Heath family had decided

that this Mr. Robertson would marry their daughter and it was said that

the daughter of the Heath family was gentle, mild and sweet. Could it

be that Mr. Robertson still could not have enough at home and wanted

to have more fun out there?

Otis did not hear Mr. Davies’ question just now.

His attention had been attracted completely by Joyce.

Mr. Davies tried to please Otis and asked, "Mr. Robertson, would you

like me to ask around for you about that woman?"

In front of his eyes, Joyce's valiant figure was fading away and

eventually disappeared.

Only then did Otis say anything.

He turned back and glared at him, "Nosy."

If he wanted to find her, would he ever need him to ask around?

He would remember this interesting woman from now on.