The Woman From Hell



Grant Corporation welcomed a 'VIP' early in the morning.

The man, dressed in a dark purple suit, walked to the conference room with a smile on his face.

I recognized him. He was someone who appeared at Matthew's banquet the night before, Chase Olson, the boss of Seaway Group. Why was he here?

I followed him out of curiosity but instead of entering the conference room, I stood at the door.

"President Grant, long time no see."

"It's been a long time, President Olson."

Theo shook hands with him outside and after exchanging a few words of greetings, they entered the conference room.

Compared to his bad-mouthing Theo the day before, he was all smiling today. People were really two-faced.

Just when I was about to leave, I chanced upon Keith who was coming out of the conference room. I rushed to him and asked, "That person, do we have any partnership with him?"

Hearing my question, Keith glanced back and turned to me. "President Olson is the CEO of Seaway Group. He has no projects with Grant Corporation yet."

"Why come here if they have none?"

Hearing this, Keith shook his head. "I'm not too sure about this, I just know that President Grant invited President Olson here."Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

So Theo was the one who took the initiative to invite him over?

What was he doing this for?

Could it be that Theo was thinking of counterespionage?

Filled with doubts, I went back to my office, leaving my questions till the afternoon. For now, I had to do my work well.

Some individuals from the department came in with a plan. "Director Lane, this is the plan for a new project. Please take a look." A new project?

"When did our department pick up a new project? Why don't I know of it?"

"It was directly ordered by President Grant. He's even having us come up with a plan."

"Okay, I see. I'll look at it, you can go back to work."

I opened the file. This was a project

for beauty products but Grant

Corporation rarely dabbled in beauty products. Why did Theo suddenly decide to do this?

The phone on my desk rang at this moment. "Madam, President Grant has requested you to bring the make-up plan to the conference room." "Alright."

So this project was for President Olson?

Frowning, I picked up the plan and went to the conference room.

Entering the conference room, I saw Theo sitting in the middle while the so-called President Olson was sitting to the side. His eyes were on me. When Chase saw me, his expression was at first one of surprise but then he smiled. "I didn't expect Madam Grant to be in the company."

"She was restless at home so I let her do a few things for the company," Theo replied to him.

I smiled at him and pushed the plan in front of him. "President Olson, this is the plan. Please take a look."

Chase could obviously tell that

something wrong from my tone. After all, he was the one who spoke the loudest last night. He picked it up, embarrassed, and pretended to read the document seriously when in fact, his eyes did not register the words.

This Chase was also someone who wore different masks depending on who he was dealing with.

He was so happy when he was talking behind people's backs but is respectful when facing them head-on.

It did not take long for Chase to

"read" the plan. He nodded continuously. "I think it's very good. I'll leave everything to President Grant then. You're very capable, so I'm very relieved."

"Since President Olson has no objection, we will follow suit and have a pleasant partnership."

"I'm happy to work with you."

They signed the contract and a non-disclosure agreement. Then, Chase left.

After he left, I said, "Theo, did you know that he went to the banquet last night? He..."

Before I could finish speaking, Theo nodded with a smile. He looked at me and said calmly, "I know."