"Yes, Mr. Robertson," Eugene said as he stepped forward and opened the door to the rear seat.
"Ms. Knowles, please." Eugene said respectfully.
"Good." Joyce sneered in her heart. He sounded like she was invited, but in fact, it was more like she had been held hostage.
Although she knew it would be dangerous, she did not hesitate.
Even if it was a trap, she would just have to get in and have a look!
She got into the rear seat and to her surprise Otis also got into the rear seat. He did not get into the passenger seat.
Eugene closed the door and then got in and started the Hummer.
With a "boom", the Hummer went straight ahead, sending a cloud of dust into the sky.
Eloise looked at the dark green Hummer that was speeding away, and felt anxious for Joyce.
After she got into Mr. Robertson's car, could she still get out of it alive?
In fact, a man like Mr. Robertson, decent-looking, powerful, imposing, and wealthy, was certainly admired by many girls. However, they also knew that they could not manage such a man, and every time she saw his stern eyes, there was only fear in her heart.
In the past, among the sales staff, there was indeed a pretty girl who wanted to approach Mr. Robertson, but … anyway, no one had ever seen that girl since then.
After that, no one dared to go near Mr. Robertson again.
She glanced back at the lemon tea resting on the round table outside, and the tea was still hot and steaming.
She let out a low sigh. Perhaps, tonight there would be another victim.
At this time, the gray in the sky had been replaced by darkness.
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