Otis was known to outsiders as "Mr. Robertson".

To her surprise, this Mr. Robertson and Charlotte were already officially married. This was unexpected.

She bit her lower lip, and her hands behind her back were clenched tightly.

She would never let the murderer go!

She considered Otis for a while from afar and had some doubts in her heart. He did not look young, almost forty, and was only medium- looking. He seemed quite introverted with a square face and thick eyebrows.

From what she knew about Charlotte, it's not quite like her type.

It's weird. Why would Charlotte choose Otis?

standing not far from the door of the VIP room, and he greeted, "Ms. Knowles! Good day, please come on

Davies in the morning, who was

and her

suit, and her long wavy hair casually was draped over her shoulders, with only a crystal clip on

the door, she had almost immediately dwarfed

saw this beautiful president walk in and alarm

for no reason. Although Joyce had died, her

Charlotte asked arrogantly,

was jealous of her beauty. She glanced at Otis, who was sitting on the sofa. She knew he was up to nothing good on the outside and had often played with women behind her

been firmly fixed on this gorgeous woman in front of him, with a flirtatious expression

bit her lower lip, her heart burning

while Otis was nothing that deserved her attention, she did not want someone else to take away what belonged

president of JK Intelligence, Zora Knowles. This is Mr. Robertson, and this

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