Chapter 1801

Somehow, Joan felt like Larry had not been as enthusiastic as he used to that morning. It was as if the

man was only reciting a well-rehearsed line like he was doing it out of obligation.

Her face fell.

Knock, knock. Joan was perplexed to hear someone knocking on her door.

Especially since she was at someplace not many people knew who she was. All of a sudden, she

recalled something and rushed to her door.