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,

honest, Stephanie admired such

Morris had the strength of someone like Gracie,

hoped to become as strong as Gracie one day

could never be strong as long as she

Gracie suddenly asked, looking

up

know Cyrus

Why bring up Cyrus?

a bit dazed but nodded,

mouth curled

today, I'll be straightforward. All the talents I've

yours before, but I've never made an

company's talent, and I'll take your friend onboard as well. Otherwise, no matter how much you pay

since Martin brought Stephanie personally, the people behind her wouldn't let her sign

an exception before, and

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