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 his

for a moment, I finally

Our glasses clinked.

to partner

private room, I was feeling very complicated. It was the pain that came after knowing the truth. I was trembling as I walked and bumped into someone in the bar.

apologized and was about to leave when a long arm

at the person I had bumped into. He did not look

to

me?"

BAQUMS

leave after running

"I already apologized."

of that? Be

hair was dyed silver, and he exuded an

and my eyes gradually sharpened. "You're blackmailing me just

think you

these wiles.

to leave after saying that, but he still would not let me pass. "You

"I will not!"

"Then forget about leaving!"

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