After Ruben left, Joyce sneered, "Otis, you're a real piece of work."
Otis looked at her with surprise, "In all honesty, I'm not pretending., can't you see that? I am true to you." He pointed to his heart.
"I've sent all the women around me. Haven't touched a single finger of any other woman since I met you. I promise, from now on, you are the only one for me. I will hold you in my heart and love you. I will also treat your son as my own. As long as you give me another one."
His words were spoken with some sincerity.
Inside the eyes, there is a desperate desire to possess the light.
Joyce's long brow is furrowed as she dismisses all the women around her, including the one who killed Charlotte. Only now did she understand that Otis had killed Charlotte, not only for revenge, but also because he wanted to be single again.
She snorted. She would die before she could marry a man like Otis. A sinister, vicious, wolfish man.
She sat upright, and out of the corner of her eye she saw that Luther had arrived at the banquet. He had sought out the Chamber's president and entered the banquet without incident, and at the moment he was standing in the middle of the corner, watching her from afar, silently guarding her.
Her heart warmed and she suddenly felt bottomed out.
One word coldly said.
"Otis , want to marry me, you dream."
Otis' face changed, but he quickly adjusted and said with a cheeky smile.
"First of all, you have to dare to dream, and dreams can come true."
His gaze always fell on Joyce's body, couldn't move his eyes, too beautiful, every time he saw her, he was amazed, more beautiful than the other time. Like a fatal attraction, he must get this woman.
Joyce sneered, intending to leave.
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