The Woman From Hell

After leaving Grant Corporation, I was about to get into the car when I saw Nibel leaning against it. He looked like he was waiting for me.

I walked up to him, lowered my head, and smiled. "Mr. Nibel, if you've something to discuss, why didn't you mention it upstairs instead of waiting here for me?"

Nibel motioned for me to unlock the door before opening it and getting in.

Despite being surprised, I could only get into the driver's seat obediently.

"My car broke down, so I have to trouble you to send me back, Miss Wanda," Nibel said lightly.

I certainly would not believe the nonsense that was his car breaking down.

I pursed my lips and smiled. "It'll be my honor."

Nibel did not say a word along the journey. He kept his composure, so I kept mine as well as I waited for his next move.

Just as we were approaching his luxurious villa, Nibel finally spoke, "Are you willing to be the spokesperson, Miss Wanda?"

"Would you like the truth?" "Certainly."

I shook my head. "I'm not."

Nibel laughed out loud the moment said that. "How frank you are Miss Wanda. It's adorable."

"I doubt I'd be able to hide from your eyes even if I were to be dishonest." I caught a glimpse of Nibel's smile through my periphery, and it was brilliant. Upon closer inspection, however, there seemed to be some unknown emotion to it that I could not understand. "This decision is to increase sales and expand influence. You should understand, Miss Wanda."

"I do understand."

"Then I think you should also be able to understand and agree to the next condition, Miss Wanda." Nibel caught me off guard with the change in topic.

For a moment, I was stunned, and my hands paused on the steering wheel. I quickly recovered myself and hurriedly said, "What other conditions do you have?"

Nibel sure had plenty of conditions.

I could not help but complain deep down.

"Not only do I want you to be the spokesperson of Golden-O, but I also want you to be in charge of promoting it."

Nibel's words silenced me.

What was with this decision?

He wanted to work with Theo but did not want him to take full responsibility for the partnership?

I shook my head as I did not understand. "May I know why?"

"It'd be too boring if President Grant is the one overseeing the entire process. I think it'll be more interesting for you to be in charge, Miss Wanda."

Nibel's inexplicable words confused me even more. I stopped the car at the red light and turned to look at him. "Mr. Nibel, why do you want me to be in charge?"

"The reason is very simple. I don't

like to follow the rules. If President Grant takes full responsibility for Golden-O's implementation, I'd feel overshadowed. I'd even find the situation to be less challenging. think it'll be more challenging to hand it over to you, Miss Wanda. Who knows? Sparks might fly and you might gain new inspiration, making Golden-O better and even more perfect."

There was a firmness in Nibel's eyes. "My expectation for Golden-O Face Cream is no less than President Grant's. If this project succeeds, it's also a victory for me, so I'll not allow failure. To do that, I have to follow my ideas. Why would President Grant follow my ideas? It'd be very different if it were you, Miss Wanda."

He looked at me, his gaze seemingly piercing through me.

Since he had helped me, I owed him.

He probably figured that I could not refuse him and so brought up such a request.

"Mr. Nibel, are you so sure that I'll agree with you?"

"I've given you so much help, MissNôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Wanda. You ought to return the

favor. I think you'd be able to

convince President Grant, no? Nibel

raised a brow at me, his gaze expectant.