After Charlotte was gone.

Otis gestured and patted the couch beside him with his eyes fixed on Joyce, "Ms. Knowles, please have a seat."

Joyce stood motionlessly, and her shrewd eyes narrowed. She had found it quite hilarious. This was the first time they met, and he asked her to sit next to him. What? Did he think that this was a nightclub? Finally, she sat down on the couch across from him.

Otis did not force her but said with a somewhat frivolous tone, "I saw Ms. Knowles yesterday. You are indeed quite extraordinary, but unfortunately, I only saw you from quite afar. Today, when I finally have the chance to have a close look, you are really beautiful. I can say, women with such a beauty can be very rare across this world.”

He scanned Joyce up and down like he was looking at a prey, taking in every inch of her.

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He spoke frivolously and wildly. Rare? Did he think she was some commodity for sale?

way he looked at her made her extremely uncomfortable,

is that how you usually talk?" Joyce smiled demurely

an elegant and

eyes narrowed slightly, and gulped

bit. After all, he was married, and it seemed that today he just got his marriage license. His wife had just left, and he was flirting with another women. She almost thought she

that Charlotte seemed to be afraid of Otis and dared not say

to leave in dismay when Otis asked her to. Interesting. What was

freely, "After all, it's rare to find a

Mr. Davies and Mr. Taylor both

was clear that Mr. Robertson was interested in Ms. Knowles, and naturally they wanted to please both of

with your business here, aren't you?" Otis lowered his head and looked absently at

Taylor knew what

Robertson must have thought that they would get in

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