Otis surveyed Joyce's gorgeous face at the moment as he took a box of cigars out of his pocket and pulled one out.

Eugene caught a glimpse of it and immediately stepped forward to light the cigar for him.

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The little scarlet flame jumped between Otis’ fingers.

He closed his eyes and took a sharp breath.

He looked pretty satisfied.

The lingering smoke was exhaled slowly from his mouth, and eventually, he blew a wisp of smoke towards Joyce.

twice and was almost choked by the smoke. "Ms. Knowles wants sincerity, and I'll show you." He smiled sinisterly, with a touch of

smile was even a

What did he want?

Ms. Knowles was attacked last night after the dinner party? Have you found out who did it?" He

and

was

woman?" A hint of bloodthirsty cruelty appeared

Robertson, please watch your language.” Joyce frowned. His woman? Not even

been sitting on the couch, suddenly stood up

flavor?" He wickedly moved closer to her and puffed a

of the smoke made her extremely uncomfortable. She could understand what

from his hand and pressed it directly into the ashtray, twisting it a few times until the flame went out. She replied also with a pun, "Mr. Robertson, if you keep playing with fire like that, you may easily set off a fire alarm. It's better to put it out.” She smiled

about to turn around, Otis suddenly wrapped his arm around her shoulders and made his first transgression of the night. "Ms. Knowles, you're not giving me face. You don't even have a glass of wine and you are leaving already.” Otis pointed to the glass of red wine on the table. She had not had a single sip of it the whole time. Joyce's gaze

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