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."

middle-aged man who I punched just now called out

looked at the

at the middle-aged man. "You can

"Yes."

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

you get someone to impersonate you? Were you testing me?" I cut to the chase and asked

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

the man in front of me

be fascinated by

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

Androgynous.

this word, and it was perhaps the best one

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

like a gentleman's.

his intention. "Did you

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