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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 823
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The box seemed to be very heavy.

Eugene didn't step forward to stop him, but he had kept a wary eye on the black suitcase Luther was holding. He'd already made a

big mistake today, and he must not make another.

Luther kept walking up to Otis.

Otis resumed his seat on the sofa and crossed his legs in a relaxed and leisurely manner. He took out a cigar again, but he didn't

rush to light it. He just held it between his fingers.

Joyce felt nervous, reached out and tugged Luther. She whispered, "What are you doing? | don't want you to worry about my

business. Get out of here."

Luther glared back at her fiercely. ‘What an audacious woman! I'll never let you go easily this tafter we leave this place.’

Then, with a light smile, he opened the black suitcase in front of Otis.

Surprisingly, it was all gold bars.

The light in the box was originally dim, and when Luther opened his suitcase, the gold bars reflected a dazzling golden light that

could almost light up the whole room.

Joyce looked at the entire suitcase of gold bars and froze on the spot. What the hell was this man doing?

Luther pushed the gold bars forward, "Mr. Robertson, it's the first t| have been in the Capital and | have got this little gift for

Mr. Robertson. | hope Mr. Robertson will like it."

"Oh, how interesting. What does Mr. Warner mean by this?" Otis didn't have much of a reaction when he saw the gold bars.

Rather, he only thought Luther's attitude was unusual.

Although they did not have a problem before, they were actually romantic rivals because of Charlotte. After all, Charlotte had been

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thinking about Luther all the time.

"Our families are working closely together and the project has also got started again. | have been so rude and | have never come

to visit Mr. Robertson before. Since I'm here today, this gift should be taken as my apologies. As for the future, naturally, | know

what to do."

Luther closed the suitcase and pushed it to the front of Otis.

He scanned the contract on the table.

"No wonder Miss Knowles is here, so, you are here to sign a contract with Mr. Robertson. Since Mr. Robertson has already chosen a

partner for the security system, of course R&S Group will also choose JK Intelligence," he reached out, gritting his teeth, and

yanked Joyce violently behind him.

Yet he was still smiling when he continued, "It looks like your contract has been signed. If you don't mind, Mr. Robertson. | will

simply take Miss Knowles away. She will sign the contract with R&S today. Bye."

After saying that, he pulled her and tried to leave.

"Wait." Otis suddenly spoke, his voice chilly to the core.

Luther stopped in his tracks.

Otis sat on the sofa and said, "It's a good thing for Miss Knowles to get the contracts. Mr. Warner, don't you think? But Ms. Knowles

wasn't even willing to have a glass of wine? | would say she has spoiled my mood for the night."

He played with the lighter in one hand, flipping it back and forth.

Suddenly he flicked the lighter and lit up his cigar. He took a deep puff and he was immersed in an eerie smoke entirely.

"Mr. Warner, since you are here, you might as well persuade her. She should really have this glass of wine, if not just to show her

respect, right? The rules should not be broken. Do you think you can leave with even a glass of wine? It seems like you are looking

down on me."

After saying that, Otis exhaled a string of smoke rings, and his eyes looked even more sinister.

Gift? He was not that stupid to believer his word. Of course he knew the purpose of Luther was to take Joyce away.

Before it was Charlotte, now it was Joyce. Otis gave a cold sneer inwardly. It seemed that Luther had also taken a fancy to this Miss

Knowles and wanted to steal her from him. Oh, how interesting.

His desire as a hunter was lit up again and he wanted to see what Luther would do.

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