Chapter 1056

Meanwhile.

The cold wind was blowing, and the stars were shaking in the cold air,

as if they were shivering with cold.

After Joyce finished work, she drove to the TMP Club on the outskirts

of the Capital, a little-known upscale club in the Capital. While it was

known for its excellent food and most people had come here for the

remote location and quiet environment.

It was thus preferred by the upper-class people.

Joyce called Ivy on the way and asked Ivy to stay overnight tonight and

take care of Anderson.

She figured it would be late when she got back and thus made

arrangements in advance.

After driving for almost an hour, she arrived at the TMP Club, which

looked just like a cluster of spires.

Each spire-shaped building was a separate chamber.

She walked through the wide French garden and then arrived at the

private room called "Frost Island".

She then gently pushed open the door, and Justin was already there.

He was sitting by the window, looking out at the dark night, and the

melancholy look added a few indifference to his clear and elegant

handsome face.

He seemed to be thinking and looked somewhat sorrow and she could

not help but feel sympathy within the heart.

Joyce approached him and he didn't even notice her.

Joyce sat down in the seat opposite him and had a light cough and

Justin was just snapped back to his senses.

"Mr. Henderson, how do you do?" Joyce smiled faintly.

"Oh, there you are.” Justin was noncommittal, gesturing to the beautiful

platters in front of him, all of which were appetizers with snacks, "I'll

have them serve the dishes now. Thank you, Ms. Knowles, for joining

me for dinner."

At that, he pressed the bell and ordered, "We are ready. You may bring

the dishes."

"Mr. Henderson. Dinner doesn’t matter that much, and you know why

I'm here." Joyce's face turned a bit gloomy.

"Oh?" Justin's lips pulled up at the corners, "I wonder, what are you

here for?"

"Mr. Henderson, you want to work with Otis? Why?"

She subconsciously shook her head gently, a trace of concern on her

face, "Do you really know Otis, and why Otis needs money? Have you

thought about it? Have you thought about the consequences of your

investment in Otis?"

"Ms. Knowles, that's funny. You want to do business with the military

yourself, for a long term stability.” Justin sat slightly upright, “Why can't

I just do the same?"

"It's not the same." Joyce was speechless for a moment and sighed.

“I am earning his money, and I have no risk. You are paying him, you

have risk, so how can it be the same?"

"Ms. Knowles, you're worried about me?" Justin thought it was a little

funny, "We are meeting for the third time, so in what position are you to

worry about me, Ms. Knowles?"

"Or could it be..." He paused, his handsome eyebrows raised, "you are

afraid that my partnership with Otis will later affect Luther? Well, you

should know, Otis and Luther are only having a short-term cooperation.

Otis has to. In the long run, the relationship between the two of them is

bound to collapse. If not for the plot of land, just the old affairs of Mrs.

Robertson would be enough to make the two of them turn over."

He took a careless sip of the tea in front of him.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Otis will deal with Luther sooner

or later, so naturally he is my friend. When I help Otis, I am just picking

the right side, so why not?"