Chapter 768

Joyce 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.

"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 I don't have it?"

Otis was increasingly interested in Joyce. From the time she 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 for me to 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, I have been a bit pushy. I'm sorry about that. I promise to take it

slowly and show my sincerity as well." Otis apologized graciously. It

had been a long time since 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 I know, she is the

daughter of the Heath family. Do you know what kind of danger we are

talking about? Your wife could have killed me with a single move of her

fingers.”