Spoiled by the Silver Fox

Stephanie and Gillian's hearts raced, but they forced themselves to make eye contact with her without looking away.

"Hi Ms. Gracie, I'm Stephanie."

"I'm Gillian."

Gracie said nonchalantly, "Sit down and talk."

Martin smiled and said, "Ms. Gracie, what can I get you to drink?"

"Black coffee with milk, please."

Martin immediately called over a waiter from the cafe.

Gillian and Stephanie sat down as requested. Gracie's gaze still lingered on their faces, making them quite uncomfortable.

Stephanie sneakily used her peripheral vision to size up Gracie.

Gracie was a woman in her forties who dressed fashionably and had a strong presence. Her looks were average and she wore heavy makeup, with bright red lipstick. She seemed alert and authoritative.

air of superiority were either top executives like Sebastian or strong, capable

Stephanie

the strength of someone like Gracie, they wouldn't have

as strong as Gracie one

could never be strong as

suddenly asked, looking

straightened up and

know Cyrus Damon,

Why bring up Cyrus?

bit dazed but nodded,

mouth curled into

me today, I'll be straightforward.

encountered situations like yours before, but I've never

Ms. Bishop, my boss says, you should become our company's talent, and I'll take your friend onboard as well. Otherwise, no

personally, the people behind her wouldn't let her sign with

exception before,