Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover

The people inside stopped talking as soon as they saw her. They all turned to look at her.

She walked to her seat calmly. Looking at her, Livia asked coldly, "Miss Lucille, do you remember what you promised me yesterday?"

Lucille slightly raised her eyebrows and took a look at Lawrence who had been keeping his head low. She said softly, "Yes, I do. But what happened yesterday is only my family matter. It has nothing to do with the business of the company."

"Nothing? How could it have nothing to do with the company?" Livia was so angry that she threw a gossip magazine in front of Lucille. "Someone has exposed the relationship between you, Ciara and Wilma. Our company has just gained a firm foothold. We had planned to cooperate with the Mu Group on a project so that our company's operation can return to normal as soon as possible. But now you have ruined it. Tell me, how are you going to take responsibility for this? How are you going to explain it to the shareholders present? " Because of anger, Livia's delicate features became a little distorted.

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res. He didn't object to these clause. Just hold on for a little longer. I believe it won't take long before we could pay him back."

Since Lawrence said so, Livia didn't know what else to say.

However, Lucille walked out and in every day under her watch, which made her really uncomfortable. She was like a malignant tumor that could not be removed, making her unable to eat or sleep. She always felt that everyone in the company was looking at them with strange eyes.

When Lucille returned to her office, all the staffs in the public relations department carefully looked at her closed office door and whispered, "Guess, will she really pack up and leave later? If it's true, it's so funny. The farce yesterday was known to all. How can a woman like her be the first socialite diva of C City?"

"That was in the past. Now it's her half-sister, Wilma." The colleague waved the gossip magazine in her hand, waiting to see a good show.

Hearing their discussion, Macy looked down at the coffee in her hand uneasily, hesitating if it was not appropriate to go in now.