Chapter 822

Otis was at first mildly surprised to see Luther.

He put down the glass in his hand and rested it on the coffee table, his

hand still resting on Joyce's shoulder. With a provocative gaze, he

looked directly at Luther.

It's the first time he's officially met with Luther since the project began.

For Luther, once his wife Charlotte's fiancé, he was of course well

aware of his wealth and many other details. He was the richest man in

the country, handsome and dashing, and that's why Charlotte had been

thinking about him all the time.

Of course, he also knew that Charlotte's scandal was exposed in the

engagement party and her engagement with Luther was annulled. As a

result, the construction project was also put on hold for a long time.

Now, the construction project owned by the two families in the Capital

had restarted and they would have to work together.

He and Luther were not much involved in the preparation work, so they

had never officially met. But sooner or later, they would have to meet.

He knew Luther was at the Artificial Intelligence Summit, and he did see

Luther a few times from afar.

He never thought that their first official meeting would be on such an

occasion and in such a way.

A cold smile curled up over Otis’ lips.

What? Luther seemed to be interested in Joyce too?

So he had to rush in even at the risk of offending him?

He wanted to see what Luther wanted to do, and whether he dared to

fall out with him. In the Capital, though money was still important,

money was not everything. Power was more important.

Otis spoke up first, his voice calm yet provocative enough.

"Oh, could you be the famous Mr. Warner? Why didn’t you call me

when you came to the Capital? So that I can do my best to welcome

you myself. What happened tonight, and Mr. Warner would have to

suddenly barge into my box?"

With that, Otis shot a wink at Eugene and shook his head gently.

He was telling Eugene not to stop Luther no matter what he did later.

He would like to see what this Mr. Warner could actually do.

When Luther rushed in and saw what happened, he was so furious that

he almost lost his sanity.

Especially when he saw Otis’ hand resting on her shoulders, a blazing

fire seemed to be burning in his chest and his body was ignited entirely.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles “clucked” a few times, and he

frowned deeply.

He wanted to rush in and smash his fist into Otis" evil, disgusting face.

He wanted to teach this man a lesson.

However, the remaining shred of sanity told him that he could not turn

the tables on Otis just yet.

He took several deep breaths and tried to calm down.

When Joyce saw Luther, she duly removed Otis’ hand from her

shoulders. How did Luther know she was at Nine Up?

It was incredible. She didn't tell anyone.

If there was an argument between the two of them now, it would be

detrimental to her plans, too.

But for a moment, she didn't know what to say or do to reconcile the

conflict.

She sure understood Luther wouldn't be able to bear such a thing.

Luther took a few deep breaths and finally held it back.

To Joyce's surprise, he put on a warm smile instead, “I'm new to the

Capital and haven't had a chance to meet Mr. Robertson yet, but I just

heard that Mr. Robertson is on the top floor here, so I am here to say

hello. I didn't expect Miss Knowles to be here. What a coincidence.”

He walked in slowly. In his hand was the black suitcase taken from the

trunk of the sports car.