Chapter 1087

He took out his own phone and glanced at it, and it turned out to be

Eugene.

In front of Joyce, he picked up the phone.

His voice was low and ghostly, “What's going on? You better be quick!"

"Mr. Robertson, something has happened to Ms. Cecelia! I'm not sure

of the details, but I heard that Frank has sent Cecelia to the secret

hospital. It seems to be very serious, and she needs an emergency

surgery. Just now I went to the Heath residence, and it was also very

messy. The lights were on, and there was blood everywhere on the

floor of the bathroom." Eugene reported in one breath.

"I see." Otis’ pupils contracted violently.

With Joyce in front of him, he could not say much.

What's going on? What the hell had happened at home? Just now he

could not ask further, but where was Charlotte? Something so big had

happened, and she did not call him?

He had to make a trip to the secret hospital.

"Mr. Robertson, hurry up and get over here.” Eugene was very anxious

on the phone.

“I'll be right over."

Otis finished and cut the call decisively.

He darted back into his shirt and re-buckled his belt.

Joyce frowned at him suspiciously. Obviously, something must have

happened in the military, otherwise Otis could not have rushed back in

the middle of the night.

She was relieved that this made her safe.

But, for some reason, her heart was beating violently.

She seemed to have a bad premonition.

“I have to leave on urgent business. Be a good girl and wait here until I

get back.” Otis winked at Joyce.

Although, he knew that once he left Joyce could definitely get out of the

villa, and the effect of the drug that made her weak was almost over.

He also knew what was more important at the moment.

As long as he succeeded and got the supreme power.

Joyce, sooner or later, would be his woman.

For now, he would just have to bear with it.

"Huh."

Otis’ lips showed a shady smile, and suddenly there was a pleasant

feeling of pleasure in the bottom of his heart. If something really

happened to Cecelia, then wasn't it his opportunity?

He thought about something.

He abruptly stopped in his tracks.

As if he had suddenly thought of a good idea, his face was glowing.

He simply took out his own cell phone and dialed Justin's number in

front of Joyce.

"Shh!" He brought his index finger to his lips and gestured with his eyes

for Joyce not to speak.

After the long ringing tone, finally, Justin picked up the phone.

It sounded like he had something on his mind and could not sleep.

Anyway, Justin sounded like he was still awake, and not like he was

suddenly woken up in the middle of the night.

"Mr. Robertson, you're calling me in the middle of the night. Do you

have anything urgent?"

“It is indeed urgent. I would like to ask Mr. Henderson to transfer three

billion dollars to me by tomorrow morning. Thanks a lot." Otis said while

looking at Joyce with an evil look.

He seemed to enjoy the change in her expression.

"Good." Justin agreed readily.

Then, despite the extreme shock on Joyce's beautiful face, Otis smiled

wickedly and cut off the phone.

He put on his jacket and, with one hand next to his thin lips, blew a

wicked kiss towards Joyce.

Immediately afterwards, he left the villa with large strides.