Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

In the evening, after the cheerful dinner, a large group of people began to drink and karaoke.

It must be said that Club Haven was of a very high class. The decoration was extremely luxurious, with the magnificence of a palace.

The meal just now was also an eye-opening experience. They had all the delicious food one could ever find on earth.NôvelDrama.Org content.

There were Russian caviar, French foie gras, Japanese Kobe steak, king crab, abalone, shark fins, sea cucumber, Cook’s champagne, Lafite, just everything.

As an ordinary staff, they may not be able to eat such a luxurious feast in their lifetime.

All thanks to Joyce.

Everyone tasted the dishes happily but no one dared to drink much, for fear that after drinking too much, they would forget the taste of such delicacy.

Juanita was particularly happy today. Her almond eyes were now squeezed into a thin line with her smile. She picked up the microphone and sang.

The first song she sang was “Marigold by AIMYON”

Her voice was refreshing and pleasant, crisp and cheerful, like a mountain stream of spring water bubbling down.

During the dinner today, they knew that Juanita’s mother from Japan, so Juanita’s Japanese is very fluent. Perhaps inheriting her mother’s gentle character, Juanita was lively, mild and lovely herself.

In the box, the atmosphere was lively.

Everyone applauded in unison.

Juanita picked up a glass full of champagne and shouted, “Everyone take a glass and let’s congratulate Joyce on winning the award! Joyce is the shining star, she is like the sun, she can light up everyone around her. Right?!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” they all joined the fun.

Joyce couldn’t help but smile.

There they were.

Really good.

Lauren also came to join the celebration today.

The lively and cheerful atmosphere made her very uncomfortable.

The better they got along, the more out of place she would feel.

She looked at her watch every now and then. Charlotte said she would come over for karaoke when they finished dinner, why wasn’t she coming?

Juanita wanted to sing more, and a male colleague also ordered a few songs and ran over to grab the microphone.

“With this broken voice of yours, it is a suffering for those who listen to it, you’d better let me sing.” Juanita pouted playfully.

The male colleague retorted, “suffering or not! Today is not your album concert alone.”

“So, you’re not a bit of a gentleman, are you?”

“There.” The male colleague said, “Usually I would just let you; I don’t usually have such good sound system. I must sing.”

“It’s precisely because the sound system is so good that it will, well, expose the flaws in your voice, okay?” Juanita laughed and lifted the bar.

Another male colleague encouraged from the side, “Don’t argue, don’t argue, you two can sing a song together.”

Just then, the door of the compartment was gently pushed open.

The person who walked in took everyone by surprise. The original cheerful atmosphere instantly cooled a few points, and the faces all showed embarrassment and discomfort.

It was Charlotte who was coming in. She was wearing a light green dress, white Chanel lambskin high heels, looking clean and neat. In her hand was a white minikelly Hermes clutch. And on her face hung her signature gentle smile.

Joyce noticed Charlotte walk in and her eyes looked over.

Charlotte also looked over towards Joyce.

The two looked at each other.

Apology welled up in Joyce’s eyes.

Charlotte, on the other hand, averted her eyes.

“Hi everyone, I’m late. You guys go on and have fun.” Charlotte greeted everyone politely and walked in with small steps.

Juanita squeezed her eyes towards her colleague. The two were arguing just now, and now there seemed to be a tacit agreement to switch the song to “Happy Breakup

The prelude went up languidly.

Despite Charlotte’s presence, the two began to chorus up, and the more they sang, the more emotional they got.

“If he always holds an umbrella for someone else, why do you have to wait in the rain for him?”

“Valentine’s Day is coming up and I’m all alone.”