NovelEnglishJoyce just sat there motionlessly.
Although she felt so disgusted with Otis' hand on the back of her hand, she did not rush to move him away.
She turned over slightly and eyed Otis sternly with a hint of sophisticated provocation.
She could feel the calluses on his palm, and judging from it thickness and roughness, she thought he must have practiced shooting
for more than ten years. He should be quite good at shooting then, and he should have been quite familiar with sniper rifles.
This Mr. Robertson, she judged, was not someone she could deal with easily.
Compared to Ricky, Otis was obviously on a different level. Ricky was just vicious and ruthless, while Otis was not only vicious and
ruthless but also shrewd, cunning and sophisticated.
She believed that in front of the Heaths, Otis was certainly not the way he was right now, otherwise he could not have been
approved by the Heath family.
So Otis must be extremely well disguised.
And the disgusting man in front of her was the real Otis.
She judged that it would not be easy to deal with him, and she could not offend him either.
Otis saw Joyce staring straight at him, her eyes as sharp as a sword, and he had even more appreciation for this woman. Only very
few people could look straight at him for so long without feeling afraid.
"What? What do you want?" Otis asked with interest.
"Oh, what does Mr. Robertson think I'm missing?" Joyce finally jerked her hand away and returned coldly.
She smiled with confidence, or more precisely, with pride.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Yes, you have your own company, money, beauty, and ability." Otis leaned back against the couch lazily, "But I'm sure there must
be something you want."
"Oh, yes, there is." Joyce did not deny either, "I want something that you may not have."
"If you don't say it, how do you know | don't have it?"
Otis was increasingly interested in Joyce. From the tshe entered the door, until just now, in fact, he was testing her, with those
frivolous words and ambiguous actions.
According to what he saw when she was dealing with the two Mr. Walshs yesterday, she should have pushed him away
immediately.
And she didn't.
The fact that she had been so patient could only mean that she either didn't want to offend him or had other motives.
Interesting, he couldn't wait to know more about her.
"Mr. Robertson, given our relationship, it seems premature forto tell you so much. We've only known each other for ten
minutes." Joyce smiled coldly.
The smile on her face, however, almost stopped him from breathing.
Otis was stunned. She was too beautiful and too interesting. In comparison, Charlotte was tasteless and boring and he had been
tired of her only after a short while.
"Yes, | have been a bit pushy. I'm sorry about that. | promise to take it slowly and show my sincerity as well." Otis apologized
graciously. It had been a long tsince he had ever apologized to an outsider, and with his current status, people would only be
coming to him with all the nice words. As for women, he could just have as many as he wanted.
"Interesting. Mr. Robertson, aren't you afraid that your wife will find out about this?" She cast a glance at him. “As far as | know,
she is the daughter of the Heath family. Do you know what kind of danger we are talking about? Your wife could have killedwith
a single move of her fingers."
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