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.”

a seat diagonally across

about the overall design, we want to hear your opinions so

ahead. I'm all

willing to listen to

that they had a projector in

the preliminary design ideas for the

a few

the ideas, but suggested

than half an hour for them

high position, he really knows his stuff. He is by no means some ignorant

body. Today Zora brought

toddler. What could he even do after a few glasses of

come forward and diligently poured a glass of wine for Otis and another

lifted the glass in front of him, "Mr. Robertson, I'd like to propose

a disdainful look,

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