The Woman From Hell

"Self-respect?" He lowered his head slightly before slowly looking up and laughing. "I won't let what I want to slip through my hands, Miss Lane. I'll give you one last chance. Will you take this offer or not? I have the ability to destroy Green Orange Cross-Border, and your company will never be able to develop again."

There was a threat in the man's deep voice. I clenched my fists as I glared at him with hatred. Then, I swung my fist at his nose. "Go to hell!"

He grimaced through the pain. He covered his nose and bent over to stop the pain.

I snorted coldly and walked away from him.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind me. "Miss Lane, please wait a moment."

This voice surprised me and made me turn around unconsciously. I saw a man slowly walking out of a small room.

I could vaguely see his exquisite face with deep contours and clear lines in the vague lighting. His slightly dark purple hair was eye-catching, and when he looked up slightly, his brown eyes were breathtaking. The blue earrings he wore also shone slightly.

What a seductive man.

This was my first impression of him.

"Mr. Anders."

who I punched just now called

Anders?" I looked at the slender

his hand at the middle-aged man. "You

"Yes."

man bowed to me, opened the

Were you testing me?" I cut to the

darkness. I saw his face clearly then. His facial features were carved so beautifully

then the man in front of

would be fascinated by him

were many women who looked like men, but there were very few men who looked as much like women. Although Cole had

Androgynous.

of this word, and it was perhaps the best one to describe

given a little temptation. If you were also such a person, Miss Lane, then you wouldn't be worth Firefly's investment." Cole's voice was not domineering. It was

like a gentleman's.

his intention. "Did you listen to

just four pages. It's quite the rarity, but you did it, Miss Lane. I'm