Chapter 814

Joyce was sitting in Otis’ car. The windows were dark already and with

the night falling, there was barely any light in the car.

Otis reclined against his seat, and his body was shrouded in shadow

entirely.

The dim light made him look even more gloomy and she had no idea

what could be in his mind.

Eugene drove the car very smoothly, and everything seemed to have

stopped outside the car. It was extremely quiet, and so quiet that even

their breathing had become extraordinarily obvious.

Joyce was sitting upright. She was not shocked by such an eerie

atmosphere.

Just as Otis was about to speak...

He received a phone call suddenly.

Joyce could not hear very well, but it should be a female.

Otis instantly sounded different. His voice became gentle and polite. He

sounded even a bit obsequious, quite the opposite of the imposing man

that he used to be.

"Yes, Mrs. Heath."

"Yes, Mrs. Heath, please don't worry. I'll make sure of it."

Joyce guessed in her heart that the only person who Otis would call

"Mrs. Heath" was Cecelia, and since Otis was ranked the second in the

military, the only person who could make him so respectful was

certainly Cecelia.

It seemed that they had a very strict internal hierarchy, and it would

only make sense that Otis, who was married to Charlotte, would just

call Cecelia "Mom", but apparently, when they were not at home, Otis

still called Cecelia "Mrs. Heath".

When she thought about Cecelia, Joyce was still very impressed. She

was gentle and noble, quite the opposite of Charlotte. She always

envied Charlotte's good luck of having such a gentle mother.

Unfortunately, probably Cecelia had been leading a relatively low-

profile life and had little contact with the outside world.

She knew nothing about what Otis was like out there.

She thought it might be dangerous in the car, but fortunately, Otis was

on the phone the whole time.

In the end nothing had happened.

Only, he mentioned one more thing over the phone, which instantly

caused her to be alerted.

It seemed that he called someone else after Cecelia.

“You need to hurry up with the development of the new drugs. Mrs.

Heath has asked me about it today. If you don't hurry up, you can't

afford the consequences.”

"No need to get approval, just get someone to try it out. Why not? Four

years ago, didn't someone sneak out a drug that was still in

development? You think I don't know about that? I am telling you now. I

know everything. Don't think that we can't get evidence just because

those people are dead. Think it over! Do what I say or you won't even

know how you died!"

Otis sneered and hung up the phone.

Joyce was slightly shocked, but she showed no expressions on her

face.

Probably, in Otis's opinion, she was from Mufron and he didn't even

feel worried when he mentioned the events of four years ago in front of

her.

Four years ago, someone sneaked out a drug that was still in

development.

And the person was dead?

Somehow, in her mind, she suddenly thought of Ricky. Could it be that

Ricky stole some drug and used it?

Drugs? What kind of drugs? Who could he give the drug then?

Sure enough, Otis knew a lot of things about the past that were not

known to the public.

She was not wrong.

Otis was the key to the whole thing.

When she was thinking...

The Hummer came to a smooth stop.

Eugene unbuckled his seat belt and turned back to say respectfully,

"Mr. Robertson, here we are.”

Immediately after that, he got out of the car and jogged over to help

them open the rear seat door.