"Offer me wealth and glory?" Bella Scott chuckled softly.
When she wanted wealth and glory in the past, no one gave it to her. If Tiffany Moore had appeared at that time, she might have really done things for her. That way, Mila Gray's life would have been much better.
But now, she didn't care about wealth and glory, if she could exchange some of it for a few more years of a peaceful life for Mila Gray, that would be wonderful.
"I'm not joking. You're so beautiful, intelligent, and capable; being just a small secretary is quite unfair to you. Don't you want to marry an excellent man like Robert Parker someday? If you want to live a high-caste life, I can introduce you to many young masters who can improve your quality of life and make you the darling of the upper-class social circle." Tiffany Moore tried to lure her.
She believed no woman would reject such terms, as it was an opportunity ordinary people could never obtain - only a fool would pass it up.