The Woman From Hell

Nibel chose to have Pristine's celebration party at his own home.

He probably thought nowhere else was more suited than his own home.

I no longer felt a sense of foreboding coming to the resplendent villa again.

Nibel might have been deceiving people at the start because he did not want people to know he existed.

Thinking about it now, every step he took was also calculated.

Did he also have a plan for this Golden-O project?

Contemplating this, I was in a trance for a moment and only came back to my senses when Theo called my name.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking if Nibel had a plan since he agreed so quickly." I hid nothing from Theo. He might be able to take preventive measures if I told him about it.

Hearing this, the space between Theo's brows was pinched, but it was only for an instant. Regaining his usual calm, he then smiled at me. "We'll roll with the punches. It'll be fine." He was confident as usual, so I nodded. "Alright. Regardless, you should be on your guard."

"Presidents Grant and Lane, you're finally here." Nibel raised his glass as he approached us. "You two are the stars for today. How could you two come so late?"

put on a smile. "We have

that you're both here. Let me introduce you to someone. Neil

name fall from his

was quite rare, so

looked in the direction Nibel was beckoning, and sure enough,

Theo, only to see the sour expression on his face. His smile had disappeared from the corners of his mouth. I touched him with my

was cold. He was obviously unhappy with

stood beside Nibel and was not surprised to see me and Theo. It showed that

"Neil is my general manager. He just joined not long ago, so

Nibel said that. "I'll be in your care, President Grant,

got into Pristine." I shook his hand on Theo's behalf and

of Neil's hand as he returned with a faint smile. "It hasn't been long. I wanted to tell

his hands helplessly while I nodded in understanding.

asked when

bit before. I suppose we're friends too. What do you think, President

"Of course, we're friends."

threw his head

he heard this. "That's great. intended

of Golden-O. He'll be the

you in the