When it came to alcohols, Kane was simply the best of the best!

He seldom got drunk!

Joyce and Kane both exchanged glances.

Kane nodded, and then he lifted the glass in front of him, "Mr. Robertson is so right about it. I'll toast to Mr. Robertson."

He said and raised his head to drink. Before he drank it all, he coughed and pretended that he was choking on the strong wine. He wiped his lips and continued to drink until the whole glass of alcohol was completely finished.

"Oh, good, good attitude.” Otis nodded as he finished his own glass of wine in one go.

Joyce didn't drink. She picked up the cake on the table and took a bite. "Ms. Knowles, you're not going to sing us a song?" Otis spread his arms out and rested them on top of the back of the sofa chair, peering straight at her.

Today she wore more casually, and her long curly hair draped over her back. She looked less professional, but more casual and more attractive.

"I was afraid of my poor singing would only pollute Mr. Robertson's ears." Joyce gave a wry smile.

long as it's you." Otis clapped his hands, and his

to choose a song on the screen next to the couch. She

For some unknown reasons, she suddenly

a soft, gentle, lingering prelude, she began

bit shaky. It was a completely different voice,

performed the song with

heard her singing, he was slightly stunned, and

so distinctive and

to have magic power and everyone was intoxicated. Even Eugene who was standing at the door at

stunned when he stared at her

for the old time. It should be a gloomy rainy day, and the sky was tinged with a dusky hue. She seemed to be telling the story of her

singing voice infected everyone in the

her with

had a past that she didn't want to remember, and

had no way to heal her trauma, and the only

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