The Woman From Hell
Chapter 2557

Looking at the address Nibel sent, the location seemed to be a bar.

It was now ten at night, and it was noisy inside.

Would it not be hard for us to talk here?

I entered the bar and saw many good-looking men and women dancing. I went through them looking for the private rooms.

I went up to the bar counter. "Hello, may I know where Room 3 is?" I asked the staff loudly.

The staff gave me a once-over. "You're Miss Lane?"

"Ah, yes."

"Follow me. I'll take you there."

I followed the staff member as we made our way through the crowd. The space here was huge. It was one of the bigger bars in Whaldorf City. There were four private rooms in total, and he led me to the third one before opening the door. "After you, Miss Lane." I nodded at him faintly and entered.

Nibel was on the sofa with two beautiful women in each arm.

However, his aura did not really match the place. There was nobility to him as if he were an angel who had strayed into the mortal realm.

The door closed, and the music outside no longer seemed to have an effect. It had been cut off completely, and the inside was very quiet. There were several bottles of cocktails on his desk, two of which were already empty. "Have a seat, President Lane."

I sat down on the sofa at one side, and Nibel had the women leave. The smell of perfume lingered in the air. "I didn't expect you to have fun with beautiful women."

"I was just fooling around. Are you not used to seeing that, President Lane?" Nibel asked me back, his perfect brows raising slightly.

I waved my hand and denied it. "Whatever pleases you. I received your 'goodwill' last time. I wonder if you have any more advice to offer me this time?"

Hearing this, Nibel smiled

indifferently. Although his smile was

beautiful, there was a coldness to it.

"I dare not offer any more advice.

The last one was a misunderstanding. I have a

vel

partnership with Delia, so naturally, I have to help her with some things to fulfill the spirit of the contract. Don't you think so?"

"You're a great partner."

"Would you like to work with me, then, President Lane?"

I did not expect Nibel to get to the point so quickly. It surprised me a bit.

Pursing my lower lip, I pondered for a bit before turning my gaze to him. "Sir, what do you mean?"

Nibel laughed before replying in a calm voice at a moderate pace, "Theo Grant has moved on and gotten together with someone else. Don't you hate him, President Lane?"

"So what if I do? And what if I don't?"

I did not understand what Nibel was trying to say, so I replied carefully. His motive this time was definitely not that simple.

Parting his red lips, he replied, "I don't think any woman can endure this, no? You must loathe him despite having divorced him." Nibel's words were firm as if he had a complete grasp over a woman's thinking.

I could feel the heat from him as he

locked eyes with me. I met his gaze and retracted my smile. "I am resentful. He and I are now strangers. We'll grow independently without interfering with each other,

which is pretty good."

"That's not right. As far as I know, the grievance between you two isn't just from your relationship. The Grants are also involved in Millicent Yard's death back then."

My expression changed when he brought up my mother. My heart also seemingly missed a beat.

I said nothing, but Nibel could

obviously telkeverything from my expression. He let out a triumphant smile. "I trust you're aware, President Lane. You may be able to let go of your marriage, but can you let go of what they did to your mother back then?"

I turned my gaze to him and asked, "You know what happened back then?" Nibel smiled lightly. There was a profoundness to it. "Of course."