You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 1080

1:00 am.

Joyce's mind was foggy and she felt weak all over.

She could barely open her eyes, and it was so dark around her that she didn't know where she was.

She was lying on a large, soft bed with a huge set of floor-to-ceiling windows in front of her.

Outside the window, the silent moonlight sprinkled all over the place, and the desolate grass under the raging cold wind cast countless mysterious shadows, like countless ghosts of the dead.

With great effort, she looked around and roughly determined that she was in a villa in the middle of nowhere.

It must have been Otis who brought her here.

He did not bind her hands and feet, but she felt weak all over and could not do anything, so she must have been drugged.

Otis used Justin to catch her off guard.

"Awake?"

Suddenly, a low, haunting voice came from the darkness.

Immediately after, Otis turned on the crystal light. The dim light illuminated everything in the room, hazily.

The room was clearly heated, but not a trace of heat could be felt.

Joyce froze and shivered gently, subconsciously moving backward and all the way up against the back of the bed.

The shady Otis was intimidating, and she had completely no strength to resist his assault.

She looked down at herself. Her jacket had been removed by Otis, and she had only a thin skirt that wrapped tightly around her chiseled figure.

Otis's greedy gaze swept back and forth over her body as if examining the prey he had just caught.

Since Otis was able to find out that there was a location tracker inside her phone, it meant that Otis must also know that a bugging app was installed on his phone.

So, she and Karl had been exposed.

Otis sat down in front of Joyce and curled his long fingers in her hair, playing with it, "Tell me, what is the purpose of approaching me?"

"What purpose can I have, Mr. Robertson? I'm just a businesswoman. Just making money." Joyce pretended to reply calmly, since now for her, stalling was the only way to go.

"Oh, I have plenty of money. Why don’t you just tell me? How much do you want? I will just give that to you." Otis laughed coldly.

"Sorry, I like to earn it myself." Joyce looked away, avoiding the intentional touch of his fingers.

"There are many ways to earn money, too, especially when..." he leaned close to her and blew on her ear, "You're such a beautiful woman. Anything you want, I can just give you."

"Go away." Joyce frowned.