Otis kept considering Joyce, the amazement in his eyes unconcealed.
She was simply too beautiful. Average women simply could not manage the dignified burgundy color.
Yet for the enchanting and domineering woman in front of him, the burgundy color only added to her sexiness.
At the moment, next to Otis were three other men, all around forty to fifty years old.
Otis was not wearing his military uniform today. Instead he wore a dark blue suit, and he looked less aggressive this way.
The table was right next to a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and outside was a dark night. Prosperous neon lights were flashing like a sea of stars.
They had in front of them some chips and a black deck of cards. They seemed to be playing Texas Holdem.
"Yo, Mr. Robertson, who is this beautiful lady?" One of the men asked.
"Ms. Knowles, let me introduce you."
Otis pulled out the seat closest to him and gestured for Joyce to sit down.
Joyce did not refuse. She just pulled the chair slightly away from Otis and sat down. She threw the Drill buckle handbag on top of the table, elegantly folded her legs, and rested one hand on top of the other arm. She looked cool and charming.
The men had all widened their eyes.
But because Otis was present, they didn't dare to really do anything and could only salivate inwardly.
Since she was invited by Mr. Robertson, then Mr. Robertson sure liked her, and she was certainly not something they could think about.
Otis introduced, "This is Parliament Senator Hughes."
So the one who just asked Otis about Joyce was Senator Hughes, and he looked slightly older than any other men his age.
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