Chapter 936

Otis grabbed Joyce's hand and pulled her closer, mouthing some

slurred words, "Ms. Knowles, you, you ..."

Joyce's heart was pounding, and her cheeks couldn't help but heat up,

all the way to her ears.

Did he find something?

It was impossible to say that there was no panic.

Otis suddenly pushed harder, pulling her even closer.

Her breath got heavy, "Mr. Robertson, you're drunk.”

"No, I'm not ... not drunk ... You are so beautiful ..." Otis tried to stand

up. He propped himself up on the couch with one hand and clutched

her tightly with the other, refusing to let go.

She had his phone in her hand and didn't know where to hide it for a

while.

If Otis stood up at this point, he would have noticed that she had stolen

his phone.

She was so anxious.

"La-la, what a great day, la-la.”

Kane suddenly leapt up from the couch and kept waving his hands

around.

Then Kane ran up to Otis, knocked Joyce out of the way with force, and

went up and pulled Otis up.

"Mr. Robertson, let's dance together.”

The drunk madness of Kane came at exactly the right time, and Joyce

finally had the opportunity to get away.

She took advantage of the chaos to put Otis’ phone back in its place.

She felt less anxious instantly. That was so close just now. She should

not have rushed and she should have waited until Otis was completely

drunk.

"Go away."

Otis was struggling off the tangle of Kane.

Everything seemed to be spinning in front of his eyes, and Kane kept

jumping back and forth in front of him, making him even more dizzy.

But Kane was so strong when he was drunk that he grabbed both of

Otis’ hands and wouldn't let go, "Mr. Robertson, come on, let's dance.”

Kane almost pulled Otis straight out of the couch and deliberately took

Otis around in circles with him.

At that moment, Eugene heard the commotion inside the box.

He opened the door and had a look.

Joyce was standing asides and she flashed a stunning smile at

Eugene, "It's okay, they're having so much fun. I didn’t expect Mr.

Robertson to have such a cute side too. You don't have to worry about

us."

Eugene was so stunned by her beautiful smile that he couldn't help but

swallow, "Yes."

Then, Eugene closed the door again.

Otis was forcibly carried around by Kane, spinning round and round,

and after they made a hundred turns or so, he finally could not bear the

dizziness, fell heavily on top of the sofa, and could not get up.

Kane also fell down right next to Otis, and his body was all on Otis"

palms and wrists.

Otis's palms were numb from Kane's weight.

Joyce saw her chance and regained Otis’ phone. She held Otis’ thumb,

which was pinned down by Kane, and pressed them against the home

button.

She then pretended to push Kane away hard and held Otis's fingers

gently. She exclaimed, "Kane, get up, you're crushing Mr. Robertson.”

This would perfectly conceal what she had just done.

On the screen, the circle turned a few times and the phone was finally

unlocked.

Now all that needed to be done was to keep Otis busy for ten minutes.

Kane suddenly opened his eyes at this time, looking into the dark eyes

of Joyce, and everything was clear.

He was not drunk at all, sober as a whistle.

Joyce nodded at Kane, signaling that the first step was complete.

Kane would understand, and the next second he pretended he was

finally pushed away by Joyce.

Otis dizzily struggled to sit up from the couch.

Kane came forward again. He helped Otis up and pretended to be so

drunk, "Mr. Robertson! You just can't get drunk, right?! You are

wonderful!”

He seemed to have glued to him, and no matter how Otis tried, he

simply could not get rid of Kane.

Otis felt so helpless.