Joyce just sat there motionlessly.

Although she felt so disgusted with Otis" hand on the back of her hand, she did not rush to move him away.

She turned over slightly and eyed Otis sternly with a hint of sophisticated provocation.

She could feel the calluses on his palm, and judging from it thickness and roughness, she thought he must have practiced shooting for more than ten years. He should be quite good at shooting then, and he should have been quite familiar with sniper rifles.

This Mr. Robertson, she judged, was not someone she could deal with easily.

Compared to Ricky, Otis was obviously on a different level. Ricky was just vicious and ruthless, while Otis was not only vicious and ruthless but also shrewd, cunning and sophisticated.

not the way he was right now, otherwise he could

Otis must be

man in front of her

deal with him, and she could not

look straight at him for so long without feeling afraid. "What? What do you

Joyce finally jerked her hand away and returned

confidence, or

back against

Joyce did not deny either, “I want

do you know I don't have

door, until just now, in fact, he was

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