Chapter 767

Unexpectedly, Mr. Davies and Mr. Taylor had called her here simply

because Otis wanted to meet her.

It's a good thing actually since she was looking for a chance to get

close to Otis and it's only better if he came to her himself. He thought

Otis must have seen her throw the younger Mr. Walsh over her

shoulder and splash the older Mr. Walsh with tea yesterday. Only then

did he become interested in her.

“I didn't know I would meet Mr. Robertson today, and I didn't have the

materials with me. JK Intelligence is now working on a new product,

magnetic levitation balls. They can float in the air and carry out a 360-

degree deathless scanning of the person in front of you. If the person is

judged to be threatening, the magnetic levitation ball will immediately

release an electrostatic field that will not kill but paralyze the person.”

Joyce gave a very detailed description.

This time, with this latest technology, she came to the Capital of

Pascaylia with the real purpose of getting inside the military. She

wanted to be involved in the design of their security system for the new

construction project, if not anywhere deeper into their system.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, after all.

If she could not get close enough with the military, she could never

know the truth about what happened back then, including Stephanie's

death, which remained a mystery.

"Oh, that sounds fun."

Otis stood up, walked over to Joyce, and sat down next to her.

Although he still kept a little distance from her, it was simply too

frivolous for him to approach her like this.

He did not stop just like that. He extended his arm, and lazily rested it

on the sofa behind her. Although he did not touch her, from afar it

looked just like he was putting his arm around her shoulders.

Joyce did not expect that Mr. Robertson, who was rumored to be

controlling the military, would actually be such a man.

If it had been the two Mr. Walsh's yesterday, she was afraid she would

have flipped out and thrown him off.

But the person in front of her was the Mr. Robertson.

For one thing, he's definitely better at fighting than she was.

More importantly, he was the one she wanted to approach to begin

with.

Joyce frowned, and the hand on the couch was getting closer and

closer.

"Mr. Robertson, you don't seem very interested in our products.” She

sneered.

“Yes, of course I do. It's just that right now, I have found something

more interesting." Otis’ evil eyes were staring straight at Joyce, and his

large palm had intentionally slid down a bit and gently touched her

shoulder.

Joyce was stunned, holding back the intense discomfort in her heart.

"Mr. Robertson, if I'm not mistaken. The one who left first just now is

your wife, right?" Joyce reminded.

"So what?" Otis raised an eyebrow, a hint of disdain crossing his eyes.

"So what? Oh, that’s interesting. I can't quite understand what you

mean." Joyce used his words and asked again, rhetorically.

She had just caught the distain in his eyes.

It seemed Otis had no feelings for Charlotte, so why should Charlotte

be devoted to him? It could never be because of power, since obviously

Charlotte had more power.

There must be a reasonable explanation for such an irrational decision.

Perhaps Otis knew something about Charlotte? She speculated to

herself.

To her surprise, Otis suddenly put his hand on the back of her hand.

"You can have anything you want except a marriage.”