The Woman From Hell

Nibel looked up, surprise showing in his eyes along with hints of sharpness.

"Why not?" His voice was mellow but also questioning.

There was unmistakable oppression.

I smiled slightly. "You think too highly of me. If Theo is as strong as you mentioned, it'll be useless even if I were to join you. I can't go up against him with my power now."

"I looked for you because you understand him. You've been by his side for so many years. You should have a great understanding of how he makes his decisions."

"If that were true, we wouldn't have divorced." I turned my face away, a sour feeling spreading through my heart.

Nibel did not take what I said seriously and tilted his head. "Believe me, you're the person who knows him best. I would be more confident if I had your help. Do it not only for yourself, President Lane, but also your mother." Each word of his carried a deep meaning that forced me to ponder upon them.

Thomas Grant humiliated my mother and smote my mother's last straw of hope.

As long as I thought of this, the resentment in my heart would surge uncontrollably, instantly filling my entire being.

"Your resentment is deserved. Teaching the Yards and Grants a lesson would be the way to avenge your mother." The corners of Nibel's lips tugged into a sneer. His blue eyes on me were filled with anticipation. My throat bobbed, and I gulped. "How do you want me to help you?"

Nibel picked up the wine and filled the glass beside him. "I will have a plan as long as you agree to a partnership with me. You just need to work with me."

He said that just as he filled the glass. He then picked it up and passed it to me.

accept it. Then, Nibel raised

hesitating for a moment, I finally chose

Our glasses clinked.

to partner up with

came after knowing the truth. I was trembling as I walked and bumped into someone in

was about to leave when a long arm

had

to

me?"

BAQUMS

after running

"I already apologized."

use of that? Be

looked like a very young guy. His hair was dyed silver,

blackmailing me just because I bumped into you? Stop dreaming You're

Don't think

wiles.

but he still would not let me pass. "You

"I will not!"

"Then forget about leaving!"

arm. I was about to teach him a lesson when he suddenly cried out in pain. "Ouch,