Chapter 853

She opened the mirror and touched up her makeup. She had originally

wanted to use the original bright red color.

But suddenly, she thought better of it.

In the end, she just fixed it a bit.

Hell, why should she care about what he thought.

Holy shit!

"Ding!" She got to the top floor.

The elevator opened up slowly.

Joyce froze. She did not expect that the elevator would directly bring

her to the banquet hall, and when the door opened, she was right in the

middle of the spacious hall.

For each arrival, there would be a “Ding” sound in the ballroom.

The dinner had actually started, and there were many people standing

in the banquet hall at this time. As the elevator opened up, there was

the "Ding" sound.

All the guests then turned to the elevator.

What a stunning appearance!

"Wow."

The men all then began to whisper.

"Who is this? She's so beautiful!”

“Is she from the city? How come I've never seen her before."

"Wow, just look at her face ... and her body. Wow!"

"What a beautiful face! What a cold and lonely temperament! She's so

hot and yet so cool!! I want to know her!”

"We don't even know who she is, so let's wait and see. You may get

into trouble if she's with someone already!”

There was a lot of chatter from the men, while the women there all cast

envious glances.

Joyce was a little uncomfortable with this sudden exposure to the

public.

Thankfully, she did not come up with Luther, otherwise, everyone would

know.

Those people might think that she was the woman of the Mr. Warner of

R&S.

She was wearing burgundy heels today, and as she stepped out of the

elevator lobby, she subconsciously gathered up her fur coat around her

shoulders.

Suddenly it dawned on her that Luther had been right when he told her

to tidy her clothes up.

In front of her were a group of old men, who were all looking at her with

greedy eyes, as if they wanted to strip her naked.

She didn't even know a single person in the entire banquet hall, and it

was embarrassing to attend such a party.

She didn't even know where she should stand or what she could do.

At this time.

Eugene approached Joyce and said to her respectfully, "Ms. Knowles,

Mr. Robertson has been waiting for you for a long time. Please go over

to Mr. Robertson.”

Saying this, Eugene reached out and pointed to the southeast.

Following the direction of his hand, Joyce saw from afar that Otis was

sitting in a booth by the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Good.” She responded.

She then followed Eugene and head in the direction of Otis.

This time, the men in the banquet hall instantly shut up, and they no

longer dared to look at Joyce with unbridled gaze.

They whispered privately.

"So the woman is invited by Mr. Robertson."

"What could be their relationship?"

"Keep your voice down. It's Mrs. Robertson's birthday party. Don't talk

nonsense.”

“Luckily I didn't go up to her. If Mr. Robertson wants her, then I would

be looking for death myself."

"Hey, forget it. We simply could never have such a perfect woman."

The women inside the ballroom were even more jealous of Joyce at

this point.

In the political world, there were just many women who wanted to

please Otis.

Otis was decent looking and he had such an unparalleled power at

such an age. For these women who wanted to step up to the top, he

also had a fatal attraction.

Joyce kept walking up to Otis.

And she stopped in her tracks.