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."

punched just

the slender figure. "So,

at the middle-aged man. "You can go out

"Yes."

middle-aged man bowed to me, opened the door, and left

Cole, why did you get someone to impersonate you? Were you testing me?" I cut to

clearly then. His facial features were carved so beautifully

the man in front of me was the

by him if he were a

looked like men, but there were very few men who looked as much

Androgynous.

of this word, and it was perhaps the

women who started companies. They look to be strong women when, in fact, they'll abandon their principles the moment they're 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 polite and

like a gentleman's.

"Did you listen to my

get my attention with just four pages. It's quite the rarity, but you did it,