Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Chapter 257 Share With Him 

Half an hour later.

As the night fell, lightning and thunder stopped outside the window, and strong winds blew. Lukas looked at the door with concern. Joey hadn’t come back yet. He hesitated whether he should go out to look for him. daliy latest chapters only www.novelheart.com When he saw the steaming noodles on the table, he thought of the scene that Victor was cooking noodles in the kitchen just now. He sighed in his heart, turned around and was about to go out and search for Joey.

As soon as he walked to the porch, he saw Joey walking towards him. “Joe. “When Lukas saw him, he immediately walked up to him. Perhaps because he had cried, his eyes were red and moist. When he saw Lukas, Joey just replied sulkily, “Mr. Smith.” Seeing his crying face, Lukas felt sorry for him. “Joe, it’s going to rain. Go inside first or you may catch a cold.” Joey nodded, and then subconsciously looked behind Lukas.

restaurant, he didn’t go far. Instead, he sat in front of a small fountain in the front courtyard. The more he thought about what Victor did to him, the more unhappy he felt.. He sat there, cursing Victor in a low voice and feeling wronged.

to him, he could consider going back, but he would never apologize back! Thinking of this, he stood up and waited for the figure to approach. But it was not Victor. It was a servant who rushed over with an umbrella in his hand. He persuaded in a gentle voice, “Sir, it’s

anything. He stood there for a long time and felt a little cold before he nodded to agree. Joey narrowed his eyes and clenched his

inheritance of the Sullivan Group. Joey thought Victor must hate him so much. Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, “Mr. Smith, I’m sleepy. I want to go back to

looked at him in confusion, “What’s wrong? Mr. Smith… “Joe, Mr. Sullivan didn’t mean

the way. Joey stood there hesitated for a while and followed him. Then, the two entered the restaurant one after the other, “What are we doing in the rest…” Before Joey could finish his sentence, he saw the bowl of noodles on the table. “Joe, Mr. Sullivan