The Woman From Hell

A smile flickered across my lips when I saw Theo make his appearance.

When the main character made their appearance, all eyes would naturally be on them.

Step by step, Theo made his way toward me. The smile on his lips was bright like fireworks, and the tenderness in his eyes warmed my heart.

He walked up to me and said to me in the gentlest voice, "I'm back."

"You're on time," I also responded to him with a smile.

Theo turned around to face the press and replied to the questions they raised just now, "It's not that my wife wasn't worried but that she knew that I was fine. In addition, we've also clarified the matter regarding Delia Owens, and she's receiving due attention. I don't think there's any need to bring this up again. Today is a good day for Grant Corporation, and we'd like to invite our fellow friends from the press to witness the signing of the contract between Grant Corporation and Mr. Nibel."

He turned his gaze toward Nibel. Nibel took a step forward. "That's right. Thank you everyone for witnessing this moment. I'd also like to announce that Miss Wanda Lane is not only the person in charge of this project but the spokesperson of Golden-O Face Cream." The moment Nibel said this, the reporters looked at each other in blank dismay. They were obviously wondering why we did not hire a professional model.

"I'm sorry for asking, but why did you choose Miss Lane? Although her qualifications aren't bad, a professional model would still be much better. What made you make such a decision, Mr. Nibel?"

"Yes. Also, what is your relationship with President Lane?"

They could actually bring themselves to ask such a question in front of Theo.

I sighed internally.

Yet Nibel answered smoothly, "The reason is simple. We want to eliminate the consumers' concerns. If even Madam Grant is personally using Golden-O Face Cream, then there's no need for there to worry over our products, right?"

"So that's how it is. It's said that you have a different way of thinking about things. Sure enough, we've seen it today."

"Alright then. I'd like to invite everyone now to watch as we sign the contract. I hope everyone can write a good report on this." Theo cut off the interview at a suitable moment and led the event to the main topic.

The contract signing that came afterward proceeded smoothly.

After everything was done, the three of us remained in the office.

"Our success has attracted

everyone's attention. Letting

everyone know about Golden-Q Face

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makes for a good start. You're really intelligent, Mr. Nibel."

He first created a heated topic by releasing that Theo might have encountered an avalanche to bring the press to the company to make a fuss. Theo appearing safe and

sound was the climax, tea

the

announcement that I would be the new spokesperson for Golden-O was another surprise for the press. Considering all this, their reports the next day would definitely be very exciting.

"Mr. Nibel, you signed the contract with Grant Corporation under the company Pristine Group. I assume it's your biggest company."

"That's right. Pristine has been featured on foreign pages before. We can attract more attention by using it, which would be beneficial to both you and me."

Theo nodded repeatedly. "I've got a hunch that this partnership will bring our companies to a higher level."

"That's what I hope."

Seeing them talking so happily with one another, I could only push down the thoughts I had in mind.

Nibel's every step had been cautious and planned. It would be too late for us to regret it if he decided to betray Grant Corporation. I had to remind Theo about this. "What are you thinking about, President Wanda?" Nibel asked after noticing that I was distracted.

Coming back to my senses, I quickly waved my hands. "It's nothing. I was just thinking about the prediction you made, Mr. Nibel. I think with you here, we'll see pretty good sales with Golden-O."

"You flatter me."

His blue eyes flickered slightly, and my heart trembled.

Did Nibel notice my suspicion?