Chapter 835

“Let me have a look." Kane took the contract with suspicion, "Otis

signed the contract with us so easily? Such a big deal and he didn't

mention other conditions? As far as I know, there are many competing

companies. They all want to please Otis."

"Yes, now that you have the deal. It means that in the future, you can

even intervene in the security system within the military. I heard that the

military are desperately in need of a restructure of their system but their

own technical staff are just not good enough. In recent years, there has

been a shortage of talent inside the military.”

Luther said as he leisurely ate his breakfast.

"And that's why so many companies have been competing for the

project, and congratulations to Ms. Knowles for that.”

Joyce frowned slightly. His words sounded a bit strange.

Kane looked over the contract and there was indeed no problem, and

the pay was very generous.

He glanced at Joyce, "Sister, did Otis do anything to you yesterday?"

"Ahem."

Joyce unnaturally coughed twice, "Not for now, I will be careful. Don't

you worry."

"Huh."

Luther sneered out at the right time.

Careful? If she drank that wine last night, what would have happened?

Did she even know that?

Joyce glanced sheepishly at Luther's arm.

Of course she knew that last night, he had gone to great lengths to

keep himself from losing control.

At that time, she noticed.

Blood was seeping from the bandage on his arm again.

Even his bathrobe was stained with his blood.

She frowned and stood up. She walked to his side and lifted the sleeve

of his bathrobe. The wound cracked again and she was annoyed, "Why

did you take off all the bandages? No wonder it started bleeding again!

Damn it."

After saying that, she hurried into the room and brought out the medical

kit.

"Give me your arm and I'll re-bandage it."

Her eyes were full of anger, and she wrapped the gauze around his

arm with hatred and force and without mercy.

"Hiss," Luther whimpered, "Be gentle, okay? It hurts. How can I take a

shower without taking it off?"

Joyce gave him a hard stare.

Luther shrugged. His eyes fell on the medical kit, and suddenly he

asked, "How did you get the medical kit? From my room? You know my

password?"

Joyce's hand that was bandaging him stiffened.

God, how could she forget about this.

If, however, she admitted that she knew the password to his room,

wouldn't that be the same as admitting that she was Joyce? Otherwise

there would be no reason for her to know the birthday of Joyce.

Her back was cold. It was easy to tell a lie, but it was simply too difficult

to make it reasonable.

She thought that she might get easily exposed to just say that the

receptionist had opened the room for her, and he could find out what

happened with a single phone call.

For a while, she couldn't think of any reason.

In the end, she just had to blurt out, "Oh, the cleaner happened to be

there and opened it for me by the way."

"Is that so?" Luther's shrewd gaze was fixed on her face.

She thought he would believe her nonsense?

"Hey, what the hell are you two talking about, and how exactly did Mr.

Warner get hurt?" Kane suddenly interrupted the conversation between

them and also relieved Joyce from the embarrassment at the right time.