Chapter 817

“You can take these bullets back, Mr. Robertson. Since we are here to

talk about business, there is no need to bring guns and knives,

otherwise it would seem insincere, wouldn't it?" The meaning of her

words was clear. She was here today only for business.

That's why she disarmed the lieutenant. It was on the one hand for her

self-protection, and on the other hand, a warning for them that she, too,

should not be messed with.

Otis's gaze fell on the six bullets that had been placed on top of his

briefcase.

Things were getting interesting.

If he won such an aggressive woman with force, it would be really

boring.

He wanted to have her submit to him completely.

His desire to conquer, his desire to hunt, his desire to devour, had all

been ignited by her.

He would have to get this woman.

Raising his eyebrows, he looked at Joyce with appreciation in his gaze,

"Ms. Knowles is really no ordinary woman. Apparently, you seem to be

a better soldier than my guard. Oh, I have underestimated you before,

please forgive me."

Eugene, standing in the doorway, bowed his head in shame.

As a high-ranking officer, he lost his gun, and he was so ashamed of

himself.

"Why don't you come up and pour tea for Ms. Knowles? Otis glared at

Eugene and reprimanded in a stern voice. Although he finally had the

pleasure of seeing what this woman could do today, it was a shame

that Eugene should have lost his gun, and he would not go easy on him

when they got back to the military.

"Yes, Mr. Robertson," Eugene hurried up and poured tea on the side.

Otis pushed the contract in front of Joyce, "Ms. Knowles, please read it

over carefully.”

Joyce picked up the contract emotionlessly and flipped through it page

by page.

To her surprise, Otis was quite diligent about his work. Perhaps he did

not draft the contract personally, but he must have read it carefully. The

rules and regulations covered every aspect, and the description about

the responsibilities was also very clear. Especially when it came to the

part about confidentiality, every detail had been very carefully specified.

It was a perfect contract.

Joyce went through it carefully and felt that there was nothing wrong

with it, and she just needed to sign it. Moreover, Otis had already

signed his name on it and it took only her signature before the contract

could come into effect.

"What do you think about the pay mentioned in this contract, Ms.

Knowles?" Otis asked with a raised eyebrow and handed her a pen, "If

there are no objections, sign you name, and we will have a deal.”

Then, he picked up a glass of red wine from the table and drank it

down, looking at her with interest.

"Very satisfied. Mr. Robertson, you are very generous.”

Joyce took the pen and hesitated for a few seconds before she put pen

to paper.

Once her name was signed, it meant that from now on, she would

inevitably have to deal with Otis, and there would be no turning back for

her. Even though she knew very well that he wanted something from

her, she would still have to deal with this man.

But she hesitated for just a few seconds.

With a few graceful and overbearing stroke of the pen, she signed her

name on the contract.

That was it then.

"Good," Otis clapped his hands, a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, Ms. Knowles, we are partners from now on. Come

on, let's celebrate together.”

Otis said, pushing a full glass of red wine to the front of Joyce.

He picked up another glass of red wine, "I'll drink first."

When he finished, he looked up and drank it all in one go.