The Woman From Hell
Chapter 2192

Shannon and I had to avoid the place temporarily after being chased away by the security guards.

We only dared to come to the door again after they left.

Looking at the small Western building, Shannon sighed silently. "To think that I, the brilliant Shannon Collins, was chased away by security guards. I'll never forget this in my entire life."

I held my chin, looking disappointed. "I thought maybe I could leverage the connection with Theo for a meeting, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't even be able to get past the doorbell." Could we only go back and wait quietly for Lola's reply?

It felt bad coming here all the way and going back like this.

"Wanda, what are you thinking about?"

"Of course, I'm thinking about what to do." I stared at the small Western-style building that had its windows closed. "Shannon, do you think they'll be able to hear us inside if we were to shout down here?" Her big, bright, and watery eyes fell on me, revealing a little surprise. "You don't mean to..."

I nodded at her heavily, having made up my mind. "That's right, I plan to shout out from down here. Maybe she'll come out after she hears us."

Contrary to my self-confidence, Shannon stared at me in bewilderment. "But if the security gets called again, we'll be charged with disturbing the good people. We might end up at the police station." "Even if that happens, we'll only be given a warning. What are you afraid of?"

I would do anything for the company.

Seeing that I was so persistent, Shannon finally gave in. "Okay, if you want to shout, we'll shout together. If we're going to go to jail, we'll go together!"

We were about to start shouting when the door opened.

A lady who looked to be in her 50s came out and smiled politely when she saw us. "Ladies, Miss Osborn has asked me to invite you in. Please follow me." Shannon and I looked at each other. Shannon was confused. "What's going on?"

"I don't know. In any case, we can see Harriet, so hurry up and let's go."

While I had no idea why Harriet suddenly changed her mind, since the opportunity had landed in our laps, I must cherish it. Entering the living room, my eyes met gold. It seemed to be shining brightly. The place was as dazzling as an ancient palace.

Turning to one side, there was a woman with slender legs sitting on the sofa. She leaned against the foot of the sofa. She had a curvy figure, and her long black and beautiful hair was even more eye-catching.

She was Harriet Osborn.

She had a high nose bridge, big bright eyes, and perfect cherry lips. Even her ears were pretty. She looked more delicate and charming than in magazines.

She was like a fairy who was untouched by dust, like someone we could only watch from a distance but not touch.

We approached her slowly. Facing such an ethereal woman, I was a little nervous. "Hello, I'm Wanda Lane, the person in charge of Green Orange Cross Trade."

Harriet picked up a cup of tea with

her slender hand, put it to her mouth, and blew. Then, she took a sip. Her every movement was so graceful She pursed her lips and smiled "I know. Miss Lane, Miss Collins, please take a seat."

Did she actually recognize us?

"Miss Osborn, we took the liberty of coming here and must have disturbed you. For that, we are truly sorry, but we are indeed being earnest. We hope you can consider working with us."

Harriet raised her eyes slightly. Her eyes burned as she looked at us. "Have you approached my manager?" "Yes, we have."

"Being able to meet her means that you possess some skills. What did she say?"

"Miss Lola told us to go back and wait for her response."