The Woman From Hell

"Some things are not as simple as it seems. What I'm doing now is just to prevent problems in the future."

Marius' words were too mysterious. Perhaps what he wanted to express was hard-hearted, that as glamorous as one's appearance was, it would be hard to avoid getting stabbed in the back.

Besides, she had been making things difficult for me these few day, and it was because of this that it was difficult for her to hide the fact that she was mean and narrow-minded. Ultimately, she was a terrible person.

"Oh, by the way, when did you see us? Why didn't you come here earlier and work with me to cut her off? I wouldn't have had to waste so much of my saliva talking, then."

I paused for a moment, still not registering the underlying meaning of his words. "I wasn't eavesdropping on purpose. Don't get me wrong."

Marius was so good at picking words. He only heard what he wanted to hear.

His face had been full of sadness but then his eyes instantly sparkled. If I had not known, I would have thought he had taken an adrenaline shot. He was standing before me like a peacock with its tail open. "What's there to get wrong? Let's talk about it." "Can you speak properly?"

It was a rarity that I thought he was being serious, yet before I could even be moved by it, I was a little speechless.

said, "It's okay. I can guess it even if you don't say

and depressing these few day. If it were

wanted to give him my sincerest thanks. "Alright already. I admit I was a little glad that you didn't agree to be with her just now. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to get along

moved if I said that you're the reason I didn't agree to be with

you messing with me

never messed with

voice sounded exceptionally clear from afar. "President Klein, President Lane, so you two are here. Come quickly, let's a group photo together. Everyone

sigh of relief before turning around and quickly leaving. Marius, who was following behind me, looked sullen and irritable at being disturbed. "Director, your timing couldn't

director felt an inexplicable feeling of being disliked

work that I did not get to enjoy life at all. Taking this opportunity to stay and rest for a

of me with his luggage, and said, "Don't you have some other work to do?

I don't need rest? Besides, don't we make money