The Woman From Hell

Delia looked at me, her smile unfading. She nodded slowly. "You can say that."

Her red lips were grating, her voice even more so.

"I can leave, but you have to give me time. I need to tie up some loose ends. I also need to deal with Green Orange." In the end, I still chose to make way. It was for the children.

Delia clapped when she got my answer. "You finally got it, Wanda. I'll give you time. How long do you need?"

""A month."

"Green Orange is just a small company. Why do you need such a long time for the handover?" Delia obviously felt that it was too long and wanted to cut it down.

I looked at her, my gaze indifferent. "It's not only Green Orange. I also have my friends and my family I need to make arrangements with. It'll be bad if I end up causing them trouble otherwise."

Delia likely knew of my relationships with the Schumans and Petra. If they were to join forces and come knocking on Delia's door, she would definitely be overwhelmed.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

She narrowed her eyes, sizing me up before she slowly replied, "One month, that's all you get. If I see you in Whaldorf City on the same day next month, you had it coming." Delia's expression was vicious when she said that, her gaze sharpening even more.

The people backing her were powerful.

I avoided her gaze. "Okay."

After the negotiation was over, Delia went back to looking harmless. She reached out her hand, gesturing for me to take my leave. "You know where the door is."

I had no intention of remaining here either, so I turned around and left the meeting room.

I had thought of heading over to the technical department to visit my old colleagues but thought it was unnecessary after thinking about it. Thus, I went into the elevator directly.

I saw Keith waving to me from the coffee shop next door the moment I reached downstairs.

He had been hinting at me with his expression back in the conference room. It looked like he really had something he wanted to tell me.

I went up to him. It had been a long time since I had spoken to Keith like this. "Keith, what's the matter?"

"Miss Lane, please come in. Let's have a chat."

"Why don't we just talk here? It doesn't feel like we have much to talk about. If it's about Theo, then forget it. I'm not interested."

Keith's loyalty to Theo could be verified by heaven and earth. It was most likely that he wanted to speak for him.

He shook his head. "There are too many people out and about here. It won't be convenient for us to speak. I do have something to talk to you about, so please give me ten minutes, Miss Lane." Keith was not someone who would waste others' time. After thinking about it a little, I agreed. "Alright then."

I entered the coffee shop with Keith, and we came to a private room. "Speak, then. Just what is it?"

"Please wait a moment. We're waiting for someone."

"I thought I'd be talking to you?"

"The most important person has yet to arrive." Keith pushed the cup of coffee he had ordered toward me. "Try the coffee first."

His expression caught my attention and made me curious just as to what he was up to.

I took a sip of the coffee. It was bitter but not bad.

"Keith, do you know Nibel?"

Finding my sudden question strange, Keith frowned. "Why are you asking about him all of a sudden, Miss Lane?"

"So, this person does exist?" I smiled.

Keith nodded. "Yes. He's a well-known tycoon from abroad. He owns more than half of the businesses in the domain and is someone who shouldn't be underestimated."

"He's also someone who Theo is afraid of," I put down my coffee and said unconsciously. I actually just wanted to see Keith's reaction.

Keith's expression lagged before he answered, "President Grant doesn't have much contact with him at present. Not to mention, he's abroad, so he doesn't have much contact with us."

I had wanted to say something but then heard the sound of the door opening outside the door.

"The person's here."

I turned behind me at Keith's voice.

I did not think it to be this person...