When he saw them coming, Eugene wisely walked towards the door and stood guard.

"Come, come, have a seat please. Be my guest.”

Otis was dressed in his usual military uniform and left half of the buttons off. He leaned back on the couch and waved at them.

Joyce introduced, "Mr. Robertson, this is my assistant, Kane."

Kane bowed slightly to Otis, "Mr. Robertson, how do you do?"

Otis glanced at Kane, "You look so young. Can you drink?"

Kane replied coyly, "Not really. I have barely drunk any alcohol.”

A wry smile spread across Otis's lips, "How can a man not know how to drink? Come over here and have a few drinks with me." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“Yes, Mr. Robertson.”

seat diagonally across from

design, we want to hear your opinions so that we can make modifications when we get

go ahead. I'm all

some decency and was willing

that they had a projector in the room,

presented Otis with the preliminary design ideas for the security design

few explanations

the

them to talk about the

really knows his stuff. He is by no means some ignorant who has won his position with only courage. He is indeed both capable and vicious. It would be even harder to

drink." Otis leaned back on the sofa and relaxed his body. Today Zora

he was just such a toddler. What could he even do after

forward and diligently poured a glass of wine

him, "Mr. Robertson, I'd like to propose a

Otis glanced at him with a disdainful look, "Young man, it's too insincere to

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