A Call For Help

Meanwhile, At Mr. Gibson's Office…

Mr. Gibson frowned looking at Rob's retreating form through the door. As much as he wanted to believe Rob, something deep within him that had turned cynical after being in the industry for a long time refused to do so.

He knew that Rob was really a genius. He had turned around the women's division which was actually a dead weight to the company into a profit-making one. He had done it within just a few months. Not many people were capable of accomplishing such a thing.

After all, the LWC women's division didn't have much popularity with the masses. It didn't have any notable stars, even Diana had been only average in terms of pulling power before Rob took charge.

With no stars to prop it up, the division was merely existing to showcase variety, if he was being honest with himself. That was the reason the number of female wrestlers under contract was pitifully low in LWC. LWC wasn't getting anything substantial out of the division.