The Woman From Hell
Chapter 2175

After a while, the man in a suit came out and bowed to me slightly. "Miss Lane, you can go in now."

"Oh, alright." I looked up at him and then walked in slowly.

With just a few steps forward, the door behind me was closed.

I heard the sound of the door closing and looked back. I felt a little worried, but I continued to walk forward.

Although it was bright outside, the curtains inside were drawn tight with only a few rays of light shining in through the gaps below the curtains. This made the entire room look dark and gloomy. Suddenly, someone switched on the two small lamps beside the bed, which made the room brighter.

Sitting on the sofa chair beside the bed was a middle-aged man who looked to be about 35 years old. He was smoking a cigar and looked like he had a big belly. "Hello, are you Mr. Anders?"

"That's me."

Cole Anders, the legendary business giant, was unexpectedly a middle-aged man. Just how many girls had been disillusioned?

I did not think too much about it. I just smiled and said to him, "May I know why you're looking for me, Mr. Anders?"

He took a puff on his cigar and exhaled circles of smoke. "Your speech on stage today was really wonderful, Miss Lane. I was very interested listening to it."

"It's our honor that you remember Green Orange, Mr. Anders, but we're not the partner that Firefly chose just now, so I don't know why you asked me here," I said directly without hiding anything.

"Of course, it's to discuss the project with you, Miss Lane. I can also support Green Orange Cross Trading so that you can reach a higher level. I have one condition, however."

Knowing that there was no such thing as a free lunch, I looked at him. "Do tell me what the condition is, Mr. Anders."

"You look like a smart one, Miss Lane. You should know what I want?" He looked me up and down, the greed in his eyes fully revealed.

Feeling sick, immediately lost the

desire to cooperate with him and just wanted to leave as soon as

possible I'm sorry, Mr. Anders. et

you don't value Green Orange's strength, then there is no need for us to talk. My apologies, Mr. Anders. I

wish to leave now."

Just as I was about to turn around, he got up and blocked me. He took another puff and then exhaled the smoke in my direction. Unaccustomed to the smell, I coughed a few times and took a step back.

"Miss Lane, you were all laughs and

jokes on stage. Why are you so ungrateful now? As long as you serve me and make me happy, I won't only support you, but I'll also consistently invest in your company so that you don't have to worry. Isn't this enough to tempt you, Miss

Lane?" he said as he approached

me.

I frowned, my tone becoming more and more displeased. "I didn't expect you to be such a lustful person. Aren't you afraid that I'll expose you and ruin Firefly's reputation?"

"I don't worry about these things. That's why I came looking for you. Wanda Lane, you're all dressed like a prostitute, so why are you being so arrogant?"

"Don't you know who my husband is, Mr. Anders?"

"Isn't he just that guy, Theo Grant? He's nothing to me. You can have two husbands. I don't mind it. You, can ever tell Theo Grant about this. With Theo and me protecting you, making a name for yourself in the business world isn't a faraway dream."

Have two husbands?

Unexpectedly. I could still hear such dirty words in today's society.

I sneered. "Mr. Anders, please show yourself some self-respect."