Female Novel
Chapter 1313
Chapter 1313
The heart is no longer willing, she can only play a few games with them.
Soon, the waiter fetched the chips.
The chips in front of Joyce are worth millions.
Otis dealt the cards himself.
Joyce is not really very good at playing Texas Holdem, and her hand is not good enough. Right now,
she can't fool them, especially not Otis, who has been at a disadvantage.
Soon, the chips in front of him were lost in two or three hands.
"Oh." Otis laughed at this point, "Major General, you have no more chips in front of you, or you can bet
on something else?"
Senator Hughes, who was used to reading colors, said, "What's a family saying, Mr. Robertson, is a
major general's. Mr. Robertson, why don't you just give the major general some leverage?"
Joyce particularly resents the term "family".
She and Otis are not family. She doesn't want Otis to give her leverage.
"What's the betting on?" She asked in a cold voice.
Mr. Moore of Military Intelligence laughed wickedly at this time, "I know, Mr. Robertson wants the bet, of
course, is you, Major General. You kiss him, in Mr. Robertson's opinion, is much more fragrant than a
chip. Hahaha, what do you think?"novelbin
Otis, but smiling, patted the seat beside him again, "Come, sit beside me. What's mine is yours. Of
course, if you'll give me a kiss ..."
He pointed to his cheek and laughed wildly, "I'll do whatever you want me to do. Mountains of sword
and seas of fire, no matter what. Hahahaha."
Joyce looked coldly at several men in front of her and flirted with her with abandon.
In their opinion, she must be in Otis' pocket, and it is only a matter of time before she is conquered by
Otis.
She sneered, and wondered where they got the confidence.
She suddenly tapped the desk.
His tone was icy, "Here, I have the highest rank, so please watch the wording of your words. Is it
appropriate to make fun of your own officers?"
Otis' face changed as the words came out.
This is the thing he cares most, and today Euan has officially given Joyce the title, which is equal to
national recognition.
Unless he can fill General Ralph's shoes, Joyce will always be one rank above him. And that
presupposes, first of all, that he gets Joyce.
Mr. Moore noticed the change in Otis' face.
He hurriedly gently incited himself a slap, compensation smile, "Sorry, overstepped the mark,
overstepped the mark, major general you have a lot, do not mind."
He also did not expect that Joyce would take the military rank out to pressure people, indeed, the
official level presses people to death.
The atmosphere stagnated for a moment.
Senator Hughes looked at the face from the coordination, "careful words and careful words. Or else,
the major general you bet something else as a bet? Or else, not play today? This is the end?"
Joyce was just about to speak.
Suddenly, a warm palm on top of her shoulder, heavy and strong, she could feel, behind a burst of
warmth came, wrapped around her.
There was no need to turn around to know it was Luther coming.
Luther gently leaned over, his posture elegant, his left hand on her shoulder, his long body crossing
over her, his right hand placing a full tray of chips in front of her.
"Here is one hundred million, you all have fun."
After saying that, he leaned close to her ear and doted, "Lose them all, it's okay, I have plenty of
money."