The Woman From Hell

As a result of letting the news ferment, share prices for both Grant Corporation and Pristine Group fell lower and lower.

I looked at Theo, who was still calm in his seat, and sighed. I pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down. I wanted to have a good chat with him. "Theo, this is not a solution. Even if you don't care about Grant Corporation's share price, Nibel does. Have you figured out how to deal with this?"

The moment I said this, Keith's voice sounded from outside the door. "President Grant, President Lane. Mr. Nibel is here."

Here came condemnation.

I looked at Theo with a worried expression. "Here he comes."

"Don't worry." Theo took my hand and patted it. There was not a trace of panic on his handsome face.

He was being way too calm now.

After Keith retreated, Nibel entered. His expression was none too good, and his blue pupils were full of sternness.

Nibel strode into the office, and Theo stood up to greet him with a smile on his lips. "Mr. Nibel, long time no see."

Grant," Nibel replied ruthlessly. He walked over to the edge of the

glanced at Theo. He was walking up to Nibel, still smiling before then pouring him

tea, Theo and I

of the counterfeits broke out, yet you haven't made a

could respond, Nibel continued, "Because of your lack of action, Pristine's share price has been falling

smiled at Nibel's harsh words. "Even if we did offer clarification,

just let it go?"

first President Grant has his plans. Please wait

satisfactory answer? If I wait for you two

Hattonese, and I glanced at Theo, who was still

How could he

at Nibel, he, too, was

stretched out his hand

looked a little like he was unsure if he wanted to laugh or cry. "President Grant, are