Chapter 880

"You have known me for so long; you know my temper. If you give it back to me now, I can pretend that nothing has happened." Martin looked at her condescendingly. "You are still the same as before. Do you really think everyone else has to be at your bidding? I'm telling you; I'm not the Joyce it used to be, and what you want is not with me." Joyce did not want to talk to him anymore, and she stood up and prepared to leave. Suddenly her arm was clutched, and she looked back. Martin was staring at her with red eyes. "Where did you hide it?" "You are hurting me." "Where did you hide it?" "Let me go. Waiter," Joyce shouted. "Sir, please let your hand off this lady." The waiter rushed over to stop Martin. There was nothing Martin could do but watch Joyce leave. He did not get back the thing, but it was certain that she had stolen it. Martin knocked back a glass of red wine, then made a phone call before storming out of Blue Whale Restaurant. Nicole, Spencer, and Samuel came home to